The Wendigo story and aesthetic is definitely one of the best out of the cryptids. It's a perverted paradox, a creature that looks like a starving animal of prey but one that feasts on flesh. A wanderer in the woods or mountains, a warning to those who may marry our most twisted urges. This art, too, is what horror should aspire to be. It's a thing that toys with you, letting you stew in your own imaginings and worries, letting you know that it's watching but never fully coming into view until it knows it has you thoroughly in its clutches.