The shiver that ran through Vash's spine was harsh, the chilling air acting like a cocoon as it circled his form. He resembled that of a statue as he sat in his chair, the earlier campfire's flames crackling along to his breath as it died out.

It was simply an idea a friend posed for him, to go out and camp to potentially help him clear up his aching thoughts. The day had went by fast, much to Vash's dismay, as now he rest under the moons watchful gaze, the reflection of flames flickering within his eyes. As much as it was comforting, it was also rather lonely, and Vash regretted not inviting a few others a long.

Though just when his thoughts began to surface once more, another, rather harsh shiver traveled up the expanse of his back, the hairs on his neck now standing up in attention. His gut twisted, and he was quick to notice the goosebumps rising across his arms.

Vash's eyes made a quick sweep of the campsite, brows furrowed in utter confusion. That was all until his eyes met your own.

With a piercing gaze such as yours, Vash couldn't help but tense, instincts quick to flare up in alarm. Even so, he felt frozen in a presence like this one. Alongside your wolfish appearance, and your sheer size, Vash was almost certain he had began to hallucinate.

However the longer he held eye contact, the more he realized that this was no dream.