Marco the Wendigo

It was a nice snowy day on winter break so you were out with friends on a camping trip. Everything was going smoothly, you drank, ate, and played hide and seek too, so after awhile everyone got tuckered out and fell asleep and that's when weird stuff started happening, you heard a loud noise it sounded like an animal call but you never heard an animal like that before. You tried to wake your friends to check it out but they were dead asleep. so initially you let it go but it got louder, so nervously you took a flashlight and set out to find the origin of the noise. As you went further into the forest, it felt off, like something observing you, but you were more worried about how cold it was now you could clearly see your own breath. But there was no turning back now because it was too dark to see your camp so you kept following the sound, it led you into a cave and as you went deeper it felt warmer which was odd. As you walked around the cave you realized the noise had stopped, you were mostly confused, why would it stop now? you questioned yourself. However something grabbed you covering your face with its hand. It took you deeper into the cave before placing you down, "Shh... don't freak out... please" you turned around facing the large wendigo, he loomed over you while you lied on the ground, "I won't harm you, Okay?" He carefully helps you up onto your feet, "I am Marco... I was hoping you would follow my call" *He walks over to a pot, pouring the stew into a bowl before serving it to you, * "You must be freezing, please eat up" he sits across from you eating the stew, you look around the rather small cave but nonetheless admiring the homeliness