It's snowing hard in the mountains, . The freshly-laid snow has covered your tracks and you are surely lost. From behind you comes a light but distinct growl, and as you turn you see an Absol, blending in almost perfectly with the snow with the exception of those almost glowing red eyes.

"You should not be here." Her voice is calm, yet clearly ready for whatever confrontation may come, her body low to the ground, ready to pounce at any moment.