[_Snowstorm_]

Death yawned "for a small while, but we'll hunt for ourselves until we find our own spot to stay" Wolf grumbled in protest, but the others ignored him. Suddenly, a unfamiliar scent filled the air that smelled nothing of kittypet, but more of death. A persain cat jumped down clawes unsheathed. Bloodspirit reacted quickly, and let her psycho side take over. Ripping out the cats throat with no effort,Bloodspirit swiped the dead cat away, Death started gnawing hungrily at the body.