Surprise Skydiving Lesson

The Flying MachineWendigo did not bother to sneak up on the herd after he pinpointed its location. The deer caught his scent and ran before he could see them, but it only added to the fun of the chase. He dodged trees and sprinted over the snow with grace and speed that rivaled their own. He leapt onto the back of the nearest. With claws anchoring him to the hide of the doe he bit into the base of its skull and shook his head until he felt the creak-pop of vertebra dislocating. The doe's legs buckled. He jumped off and landed beside its body.

It was not enough. He knew every time he hunted it would never be enough, but the compulsion to banish that hunger was
As he hurtled toward the ground he tried to remember why he thought this would help. He felt freer after abandoning the confined space inside the doomed flying machine, but no amount of flailing at the air would slow his descent. He also could not figure out how to steer himself away from the exposed patch of rocks below to the softer field of snow nearby.

The Wendigo remembers that flying is not one of its abilities while inhabiting a human body. Ancient forest spirits and modern technology are not a good match.
I couldn’t help but laugh while writing this scene and picturing the sequence of “AHHH!”*flail**splat*

*Edits 4/27/13- Got rid of his frostbite markings. Much better.