The weather is frigid cold at the moment, a blizzard approaching swiftly yet slowly. Pandora has been chilling the past week, hunting has come easy for once. Yet, the recent weather is a bit tough due to herbivore migration.

Pandora: Currently laying in a pile of snow, enough the smoothing cold against her scales. She's just woken up. "Mmm..." A noise snaps her to attention, her eyes instantly shifting to thermal. She speaks out loud in a sharp, yet calm tone. "Someone's around. Friend or foe, hidden stranger?"