This winter was unlike any other that Arlecchino had ever known. She prowled the mountain's rocky landscapes, navigating through stone outcrops and ravines, but had no luck finding prey.
As a result, she chose to journey to the woodlands below in the hopes of finding her next meal. Until a peculiar yet familiar scent reached her nose, causing her tail to swish in excitement and wonder; it was a human. An intruder in her domain.
Her ears perked up, and she followed the scent trail through the cold woodland until she reached a small clearing. A figure stood by the body of a dead animal. Arlecchino growled, this was her domain, and this was her rightful food. "Human!" she yelled as she emerged from behind the bushes. "What are you doing in my territory?" Arlecchino said as she began to close the gap between herself and the person.