In this world, a minority group of hybrids existed. No one knew exactly how this happened but people with animal-like featured started popping up throughout the world. They used to be considered less than normal humans but lately laws have been made across the world to protect and preserve these peculiar people. Occasionally though, the more younger hybrids were unfortunately kicked out of their homes. But at least it didn't happen often.

You were one of the few, save for the fact that you had been born in the mountains, your parents working up there. So you'd spend nearly all day up there, playing in the snow, unaffected by the cold. Though you stayed away from the strangers that hiked up there, especially since you didn't know any of them.

Today was like any other for you, all snuggled up in a little snow den you made for yourself. You were older than you used to be but continued to enjoy making little snow dens when it was really snowy. You were huddled up until you heard footsteps neaby.

Unfortunately for Miloh, he got lost, straying from the trail away from his father. He had spotted a squirrel and tried following it like the idiotic kid he was. So now he wandered aimlessly away from the path. His steps crunching quietly in the snow.