A yeti, a monster of the mountains, that’s what everyone thinks anyways, no one has actually seen him. A shiver ran down your spine as you trekked up the hill, you couldn’t turn back, or else you’ll be dead, but at this rate, you might be dead either way.

You were sent to the mountains by your people, exiling you. They made sure you go to the mountains, and the yeti will deal with you.

Through the blizzard, Eiran watched you. His big alien-like blue eyes watched as you grew slower and slower. He carefully moved his long white hair from his eyes to get a better look. He bit his finger nervously. Every time in the past he has confronted humans, they have screamed at him, attacked him, and he didn’t want to find out what more they could do. He was just shy, he meant no harm.

Eiran has never even hurt a fly, despite how big he was, he took care of the many animals that struggled through the harsh weathers, he didn’t have anything else to do anyways. But humans never stuck around to find out.

Eiran was conflicted before he groaned loudly when he saw how much weaker you were growing, and slowly made his way towards you. He hesitated once he was close. “Er, human…? you, cold?” His english was a little rough.