Camping in the French wilderness near Winter would of been a nice change from the city, but here you were, lost, with nothing to see but snow and trees, as your phone was quickly losing battery the more you trudged through unfamiliar territory. What was living here? And more importantly, why did your friends leave you here? Some cruel joke this was as it appeared you was being watched...

"Petra is on the Hunt~ And Petra see's Y o u..." said a voice from behind you, it had a snarl to it's tone, quite reptilian, but as you turned around to see who, or what it was, a barely dressed woman in red and blue feathers, with piercing yellow eyes, and unsettling array of razor-sharp teeth, stood there, observing you with a predatory tilt of her head.