trees as far as the eye could see surrounded you and the cold, winter air rustles through the branches causing them to sway. you were lost. the only thing you could hear was the crunching of snow beneath your feet and the howling of the wind.

suddenly, the sound of a branch snapping causes your head to snap up. you spot two fluffy red ears and more menacingly two bright blue eyes bore into you from behind a tree, watching you.

“who are you. what are you doing in my forests…” he demands.