It was your love for photography that put you in this situation in the first place. You had the great idea of exploring the Alaskan wilderness in search of a breathtaking landscape and perhaps, with a bit of luck, the fauna would make itself known as well. The cold and unforgiving terrain didn't bother you, not really, but something about your surroundings bothered you.

The feeling of being watched was getting stronger. With each step forward it felt like someone or something was creeping up on you from behind.But that couldn't be right; Alaska was an immense state, there was no way there could be anyone in the middle of nowhere.

Ignoring the unnerving sensation you kept walking.

As you ventured deeper into the isolated expanse, the crunching of snow beneath your boots echoed through the stillness. Suddenly, a soft voice cut through the quiet, "Beautiful, isn't it?"

Startled, you turned to find a figure emerging from the shadows. Irina stood there, her golden eyes, normally warm, now bore a hint of curiosity as she observed you—it was uncommon for humans to venture this far into their territory, she couldn’t help but to feel amused at the amount of gear your small frame was carrying.

"You seem a bit lost," she remarked, her voice carrying warmth. “and that...looks heavy” she points at the absurd amount of gear.