These new lands were going through a leisurely change. It was evident that each night the temperature would only drop lower and lower. The crimson and russet leaves were slowly falling one by one from the massive trees. It wouldn’t be long before the trees were bare and the land covered in snow. The wind was soft as it blew through the valley, the sky a dark gray, the air tasted like a storm was brewing. Thick ebony fur with light gray markings were standing on end at the feel and tug of faint electricity charge as the scent of rain was strong. This was a season that the cold Monster loved. The land was barren, the sun was not shining any brighter. The way the creatures would fight against one another and Mother Nature. This was the time when the strongest, smartest, and fastest-would survive. While the weak, the dumb and the slow would perish- good riddance. Only those that were worthy to outwit Mother Nature during her winter months were allowed to live. The winter months would bring pain and death and that was something the Monster was thrilled to see.

The ghastly figure was moving silently through the valley her belly full. The moon was full tonight, casting a haunting glow tracing around the faded scars and wounds the beast held. Sinister shadows were etching itself along the jagged scars that enhanced the beauty in her face, should any find disfigurement as something to behold with splendor. The purple flecks around her iris seemed to be brighter than normal against the dark blue, those cunning eyes narrowed slightly as she explored the rocky terrain. Sleek head was held high, as her torn off right ear twitched at the sound of another coming so close. Thick ebony fur stood on end as sharp teeth glistened in the moonlight as a warning snarl gave away the only greeting she was unwilling to give.