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If he had a tail, and if he was some kind of dog, he would definitely wag his tail at the moment.
Wag it in a very, very happy and excited way.
But he isn't a dog, and thankfully he doesn't have a tail, so he's wagging it mentally, in the private recesses of his mind.
Ah, what if a mind witch probes my mind now and sees me? Jokes on them!
And so he's there, full of happiness and excitement for something new in front of his eyes, for something big, and dangerous looking.
Victor stays hidden in the shadows, the ancient trees all around, forgetting the war that's all around and stalking the beast.
It looks like a big pig, with tremendous fangs and bristles, and it goes around sniffing and making a weird sound. He saw once a picture in a book, and he connects the dots: a wild boar.
It looks dangerous, yes, and makes Victor's mouth water: it's yummy. It smells together of trees, and herbs, and oaks and pig.
Victor crouches better, ready to pounce on it, and then he springs.
The beast is harder than it looks: Victor may have his claws on it, but it decided that Victor could go fuck himself and be gutted, and it's proceeding to do so.
It screams wildly and guts him, moving away from Vic's claws. He wasn't expecting it and now he's even more happy than before: a fight! Yes! With an unknown beast!
The beast stomps on him, and they roll and tussle and the beast screams and removes part of Victor's face with its fangs.
It's like fighting with the runt, same feisty fighting style, same will to live and maybe it's gonna die, but the attacker will die with it.
In the end Victor doesn't have the nose and one eye anymore, but the beast is down.
The fight was great, and fun, and Victor tries its meat and it's wild like the beast. He's a mess, but at least he learnt his lessons months prior: never go on an adventure with the uniform, it's better to go half naked if you don't want to have your Senior Officer screams at you until your ears are bleeding.
He guts the animal, eats part of it, and it's as good as it promised, then washes in a nearby torrent and then looks at his prey.
He really doesn't want to be bored and yelled to death. It's annoying.
The Officer is ready to scream and make the big, dumb guy goes to prison because he vanished again while they're in the middle of enemy territory. Who thought that the man could be military? He was completely crazy! The only good thing it's that he's kind of impervious to death, so they can send the dumb blondie to the most idiotic and suicidal missions the top think of.
Suddenly, there's a rustling from the nearby trees.
Everyone gets their weapons ready and... the big, dumb guy emerges from the foliage.
With a wild boar in front of him, and a bouquet of pheasants and hares.
He drops them all in front of the Officer, that's looking bewildered at him like Victor's completely mad, and he probably is.
The officer is pretty sure that they should check the guys mental abilities because he's all wrong.
"Dinner. Fresh meat. Not rations." Says Victor, just standing there.
There's tension all around the camp.
Creed is kind of waiting there, mostly naked, but showing respect to the Officer.
The Officer kind of deflate from his anger, because the sight may be weird, but it's not everyday that you can have a treat like this, even if the wild boar looks like it's missing some parts and it is slightly chewed.
It's also the first time that someone that's not a cat brought him a dead prey, leaving it at his feet and he's not sure about the correct reaction to have. If it was a cat, he would scold him, but you cannot scold a giant that just brought you dinner, right?
He sighs.
"You're free to go, Creed, and put something on you!"
The whole camp breaths again, while the designated cook says something on the lines of "I could love the mad man".
Yes: the guy surely shouldn't be in the military, but the Officer can't be too angry at him.
Victor trots away, happy: he ate well, he fought and tried a new animal and the Officer didn't harass him.
All is good, even if the war is still all around them.