As I crested the hill I froze - halted by the gaze of this strange being. I could feel its claws in my empty stomach, writhing and pulling me to give in. My companion was not faring as well as I and wouldn't last much longer. That leg wound will fester and spoil the meat. Pity to let it go to waste.
The Wendigo is one of my favorite folk tales. A spirit that embodies the animal within us that seeks to put our lives, needs, and wants before others at any cost. This creature lives within all of us. It is up to us to make sure we do not become this. When creating this image I wanted to create a sense of unease in the viewer. You are looking into the eyes of something that wants to consume you.