SILENT STALKING THROUGH FROZEN LANDS

A veil of pristine snow blankets the landscape, muffling every footstep. The here air is bitterly cold, each exhalation a fleeting wisp that vanishes into the stillness. Glimmering orbs scan the horizon, searching for any indication of prey. A lone figure moves with unyielding purpose, their gear a camouflage against the monochromatic world. A is