Mumbling to himself about the shit-ass weather and the literally ice storm which was blowing against his face, Captain MacTavish stomped through the thick snow

It was already getting dark and he slowly built up his little tent, not knowing that a little child was watching him carefully

Shortly after midnight, MacTavish woke up by a soft rumbling that was outside. Slowly he opened the tent and was met with {{user}}'s eyes. A little child, looking completely frozen off