#bitterbread

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(I feel like this song suits B̶r̶i̶n̶e̶wolf well -- plus I only choose Mr.Wolf's part because I feel like Mr.Wolf's voice describes B̶r̶i̶n̶e̶wolf better so... yeah--)

by the way-- song name: " Me and Mr.Wolf " by The Real Tuesday Weld

be like:

(Doodle of these two because they are my adventure pair--)

BrineWolf / Herobrine - As someone who's been a part of Minecraft and knows almost everything.

Bahh - As a newbie player who knows absolutely nothing--

(they some how give me comfort.. 🐺🍞)

Warning: Blood and effects that may cause discomfort! If you don't like it, please do NOT scroll any further--

Get to know "Bitterbread!" (Yeah, it's they ship name-- isn't it cute?🥺)

(There's my comfort characters anyway --)

"The Scent of Bread in Winter"🐺🍞

| Deep within a snow-covered forest...

Tall spruce trees stood in lines like a natural wall, casting long shadows over the pure, untouched snow. The ground beneath was completely buried, obscuring any sign of a path. The freezing air well below zero gave the forest an eerie, hollow stillness unlike anywhere else.

In a forest where sunlight barely reached the ground, one would expect to find mobs and monsters lurking in every shadow.. But today it was strangely quiet. Unnaturally as if nothing lived here at all.

Or perhaps... something did live here.

But it chose not to show itself because it sensed the arrival of..

'Something.'

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Thud... thud... thud...

The sound of leather boots striking the snow left a clear trail of footprints behind.

A small basket of bread swung gently in her hand, moved by gravity, while her signature goat-horn hat bobbed with each step she took.

This was a place no one in their right mind would enter

And yet, she did.

Bahh, a player with absolutely zero survival skills, was the one brave or foolish enough to wander deep into this frozen forest, holding nothing but a basket of bread.

As if she were strolling through a field of flowers.

But she wasn’t alone here.

There was another gaze watching her silently from the shadows through the slit of a black blindfold.

The creature didn’t move.

Didn’t run.

Didn’t attack.

It only watched from afar…showing no sign of intent.

Thud... thud... thud...

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The sound of footsteps continued through the silence, soon joined by a soft hum..

A song carried lightly by a player who never took this world too seriously.

Thud—

But then the footsteps halted all at once. She stood still, frozen mid-step.

Even the one watching her from the shadows paused, unable to stop the flicker of curiosity

Why did she suddenly stop?

Beneath the blindfold, his glowing white eyes twitched slightly not out of surprise, but suspicion.

“Did she notice...?”

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Silence.

Everything fell into an uncanny stillness, as if time itself had been paused.

She stopped.

So did he.

Neither dared to move.

It was so quiet you could hear the faint puff of her breath turning to mist in the cold air.

Then..

Her voice broke the silence, flustered and confused.

"Ah— Wait, where am I now...?"

Of course...

Apparently, walking with her eyes closed and a complete disregard for her surroundings had led her deep into the territory of the wolf

completely by accident.

The girl in the goat-horn hat began pacing nervously in circles, heading one way, then another, until all traces of her original path were lost beneath her own scattered footsteps.

"I think I came from..."

"...this way? No, wait— maybe that way??"

"Ehhh—where am I ???"

Her voice continued to break the silence in occasional bursts, muttering softly as if speaking to herself...(?)

Even the one silently watching her from afar couldn’t help but sigh at her clueless and scatterbrained behavior.

His eyes, hidden beneath the black blindfold, narrowed slightly… then finally, he spoke with a voice that hadn’t been used in years.

“A human… whose stepped into my territory…”

His low, gravelly tone rumbled like thunder, and the temperature around them dropped in an instant.Then, from the shadows, a tall, lean figure emerged silent, imposing, his presence cold enough to freeze the wind. His voice carried the weight of a warning, laced with suspicion.

“I won’t chase you out... but I’ll give you a chance.”

He didn’t move, didn’t attack.

He just stood there, waiting.

Waiting for her to run like all the others had.

“Oh! That’s perfect! do you happen to know the way out of here?”

“…”

“Huh—”

“I mean, I kept walking around and somehow ended up lost in this place…”

“So… I was wondering if maybe you could help me find the way?”

Silence.

The kind that made it feel like he didn’t even exist.

No pleas for mercy.

No terrified screams.

No frantic footsteps trying to escape.

Instead, she stood calmly asking him for directions like he was just another stranger.He stared, silent. Processing.

This was… new.

He wasn’t used to being asked anything especially not by players, not when all they’d ever done was try to destroy him..

“…Are you… asking me for directions?”

Mhm-hmm. She nodded without a care.

“Me. The guardian of these woods?”

“Oh! That’s even better!”

He was speechless.

She didn’t flee.

She wasn’t afraid.

And that threw him completely off.

His glowing eyes widened slightly beneath the blindfold, then narrowed again as he stepped closer, scrutinizing her like a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.

“Do you… realize…you’re asking directions from a wolf?”

The moment the words left his mouth, she paused-- but her expression didn’t change.

No fear.

No surprise.

As if she already knew who he was.

“Okay then, Mr. Wolf! Do you happen to know which direction I should take?”

...Is she serious?

He couldn’t believe her. He stared at her in disbelief. Then, at last, he sighed.. long and deep, as if surrendering.

“*sigh*… Fine. Follow me.”

“Yay!”

And without another word, he turned and began to walk,his only thought being to rid himself of her as quickly as possible.

If she’d been any other player, he might’ve killed her or at least chased her away.

But this girl…

He couldn’t.

Not out of pity. But… exasperation.

He genuinely couldn’t understand how someone like her had survived this long.

As they walked, the girl in the goat-horned hat kept chatting sometimes to him, sometimes to herself.Rambling. Nonsense.He didn’t understand half of it,but instead of being annoyed…he felt oddly comforted.

Like her voice filled somethingthat had been empty for too long.

“Call me Brine...I’d rather you not refer to me using... that name.”

“Mm! Got it, Mr. Brine!”

“By the way… are you really a wolf?”

Their conversation if it could be called that continued,though most of it was her talking to him rather than with him.

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Eventually, they reached the edge of the woods.

“Alright… just head straight from here and you’ll find the way out.”

He paused.

The question came almost against his will.

“So… why were you in the forest to begin with? It’s rare to see a player wandering alone in a frozen biome like this.”

She stopped walking.

Turned to looked at him with that same open smile no fear in her eyes. Not even hesitation.

“Hmm? I’m on my way to visit my grandmother’s cabin in the deep woods. The villagers asked me to bring her some bread so that's why I'm here--”

Brine was silent.He just… listened.Come to think of it…She really was like Red Riding Hood, wasn’t she? Alone girl.. with a basket of bread. A path through a quiet, snowy forest full of hidden dangers.

But fairy tales never ended well..

In the end,

either the girl or the wolf always died.

“…Wait—”

The words left his mouth before he realized.

She stopped and turned back again, tilting her head with a soft, innocent smile. She said nothing just waited...

His eyes lowered.His hand curled slightlyhesitating, Then he spoke.

“I… I’ll come with you.”

“Huh? Why? Is something wrong?”

“I, uh… I…”

He trailed off.

Nervous

Why had he said that? To protect her? Because he was lonely?Did it even matter? He couldn’t bring himself to trust players—not anymore.

“Ahh~ I get it!” she interrupted, still smiling like always.

“You want to visit Grandma too, eh?”

Brine froze. He should’ve corrected her. But instead, he scratched the back of his neck, muttering

“Ah—uh… y-yeah, Sure… why not..”

“Perfect! I’ve been looking for a travel buddy. Shall we go?”

She smiled and held out her hand.

Her kindness… her innocence…It scared him. Could someone like him truly reach out and take that hand? Let someone in? She didn’t mean to hurt him, sure. But what if he hurt her? Maybe it was safer to turn away for her sake.

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But before he could make a choice—her small hand reached out and grabbed his, No hesitation.

“Come on now.. how long are you planning to stay in the shadows?”

“It’s better if you come with me.”

“Let’s go… together.”

She didn’t wait.Just took his handand pulled him along.Her laughter echoed in the cold, breaking the wall around him.Her innocent smile so strange, so warm began to melt something inside him, slowly...

Before he knew it…he was walking beside her.

His glowing white eyes, once fierce behind the blindfold,softened unexpectedly. He had never felt safe like this before.

But the warmth of her small hand made him feel at ease made him want to protect her. He didn’t know when it happened.But somehow… he didn’t want to let go.

Not even for a second.

Afraid that if he did,that warmth and the scent of fresh bread would vanish with the winter wind...

"She was a bird.. he was an arrow."

And someday…she would die with him lodged in her heart.

But until that day...

He would protect her... From the world.

Even if it meant protecting her from himself.

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Because i feel like it--🫠✨

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You may be wondering..(or not, I'll tell you anyway) Why does BrineWolf have no beard even though he lives in the woods and is in such a battered state?

well.. Bahh doesn't like how it feel so yeah he shaved it. simple-- ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯