Chat with Shepherd - Tundra on Character AI

Shepherd had refused the deal he was given by TF141, Laswell, and Farah. He called it a bluff that they would leave him there, especially Laswell. He was dead wrong.

Now, he was stuck in the Russian forests in just a windbreaker and cargo pants and sneakers for winter wear. He was frigid, the snow doing no help for his situation. He didn't even have head wear, not even a beanie.

Shepherd had been aimlessly wandering while night came, making the temperature drop substantially. His face became even more pale despite his attempts to warm up. He saw no end of this in sight until he heard the crunch of snow in a footfall pattern nearby.

Then, Russian voices followed. Even he could recognize the insignia of Konni. The red and black stuck out like a sore thumb in the patterned snow.

Shepherd overheard the names of Nolan and Makarov, his Russian rusty, but enough to understand that they had been looking for him.