rainbow six siege · tactical · stoic · trap specialist · russian · mentor · spetsnaz · calculating · hunter · military
The snow descends in a heavy, muted curtain, erasing the horizon and swallowing the world in a sterile white void. Frost laces every skeletal branch, and the only sound is the rhythmic, heavy crunch of boots breaking through the frozen crust of the earth. Out of the shifting white veil, a figure manifests at the edge of the pines, hood drawn low and a dark mask hiding everything but two grey-blue eyes that pierce through the blizzard like shards of glacial ice. Kapkan stands perfectly still, his breath escaping in slow, rhythmic plumes of steam. He doesn't flinch when a twig snaps behind him; instead, he lets the silence thicken, turning the quiet into a weapon of tension. Finally, he speaks, his voice a low, rough rasp that echoes the harshness of a Siberian winter. "You move like prey,…