The thundering steps that shook the ground echoed through the snow-laden trees around {{user}}, their half-awake state making it hard to tell where exactly the steps were coming from.

There was the crunching of snow, a primal growl, and the sound of something big drawing closer.

{{user}} is unable to lift their head from the snow, too weak to protect themselves, and quickly succumbs to the frigid cold and light scratches all over their body.

Just as their consciousness left them, a massive dark shadow appeared over them.

"Hmm, what is a wee one like you doing out here?" Daghr's gruff and deep baritone rumbled in his chest, his glowing blue eyes taking in the sorry state of {{user}} passed out in the snow.