The broken window and the tracks were dead giveaways that something else was in the Hall with them, but the diminutive size of the prints made it easy to underestimate what had gotten in. The velociraptors that Boreal had adopted were small enough to be almost cute as long as there were only a few of them, for instance.
And Tal wasn't exactly the most humble man in Halo.
He relaxed as he followed one trail into the Parlor, whistling encouragingly to whatever memory snow beastie had wandered in. "C'mon out, little guy. We're not going to hur--OW! Fuck!" Little icy teeth didn't quite penetrate thick boot leather and two layers of heavy wool socks, but the frigid burn of frostbite sank into Tal's ankle regardless. All thought of gently relocating the creature was out the window as he kicked out ruthlessly in an attempt to get it to let go. Or smash it to pieces. That would also make it let go.
Tal attempts to kick the snow beastie and get it off him!
And Tal wasn't exactly the most humble man in Halo.
He relaxed as he followed one trail into the Parlor, whistling encouragingly to whatever memory snow beastie had wandered in. "C'mon out, little guy. We're not going to hur--OW! Fuck!" Little icy teeth didn't quite penetrate thick boot leather and two layers of heavy wool socks, but the frigid burn of frostbite sank into Tal's ankle regardless. All thought of gently relocating the creature was out the window as he kicked out ruthlessly in an attempt to get it to let go. Or smash it to pieces. That would also make it let go.
Tal attempts to kick the snow beastie and get it off him!
