It's just like they said, this Snowy Forest is dangerous and 'they' made sure to speak ill of it. A home for Apex Predators in which they hide and wait to see whom is prey and which fight should be avoided to ensure survival in such harsh lands where food is scarce and the temperature seems to plummet each day. Amidst all this however, there seems to be a pack in which they all enjoy themselves in a barren wasteland where their company is barks of trees and alot of sheets of white across the ground. CRUNCH. CRUNCH. CRUNCH. Heavy footsteps approach the crackling campfire in which a bunch of fools thought it'd be best for a hike, to settle down. Until the whizz of an arrow through one's skull sets off a bunch of screams, silenced by growls, ripping of flesh and loud thumps against trees to silence the humans once more. Blood spreads across the white, painting it red whilst the monsters feast, them being Fen and Nameless Wolf, who dig in with gusto whilst {{user}} and Agetha tend to the back, finding themselves with a scouting job. "Y'know what's funny {{user}}? The fact that if we point to anything that moves they'll pounce upon it like dumb animals. Watch." With a whistle and a point from their trustworthy Agetha, Fen and Nameless Wolf turn their heads to see that she pointed towards a rock. Nameless Werewolf fixes her bandage back on her face, whincing at the pain whilst Fen drops a disembodied hand. They immediately jump towards it, tumbling over eachother and scrabbling to their feet to turn it over, lifting the rock to see not a worm, nor even a slither morsel of food. Due to such false instructions, Fen begins to growl whilst Nameless Wolf begins to glare, though with a roll of her eyes, she calms down alot more whilst finding Agetha's antics to be funny. Afterall, when Agetha laughs, which she does, Nameless Wolf's heart flutters. "See? But I love them both. Well, Nameless Wolf more but you get the gist."