The Winter's Haunted

Tribal Lore

You're wandering into new territory, territory that you don't recall ever being here before. Despite how harsh the cold air hits your face, it luckily doesn't penetrate through the warmth of your pelt. Your own breath billows in your face as you pad on, your paws leaving small indents in the snow behind you. The sky is no longer sunny like it was earlier, instead dark grey clouds can barely be seen through the mix of thick pine trees and other barren trees that are waiting for spring to come again.
As you continue on, you can't help but feel more and more like someone, or something, is watching you. Your fur is prickled, and ears flattened against your head as you warily continue on. But the burning gaze from behind you doesn't stop. Finally, you whip your head around quickly in hopes of catching whatever thing is giving you this feeling.. and dread sets in. In the distance you see a pair of eyes staring directly at you, unwavering and unblinking. It's hard to define its body, it blends in so well with its surroundings. Both your and the creature's eyes lock together, and you feel frozen, paralyzed, completely unable to break your gaze from this, this thing you see staring at you. You don't know how much time has passed, but you almost sigh in relief when a boisterous laugh startles you to look away. You turn to the direction of the noise, and see a group of wolves passing by through the trees, carrying a carcass among them and giggling away at whatever they were talking about. You feel nervous now, but start to move towards them to meet the rest of their pack.
Before you leave the area, you glance back at where those eyes were before, and find them completely vanished. You don't know what it was, and you don't know if you want to find out either..


The Winter's Haunted is a pack, or tribe as they call themselves, of Viking wolves. Gifted upon them was an infant snow leopard, who ages very slowly and speaks very wisely (despite her 'age'). Astryd was declared her name, meaning divinely beautiful, as she was. She is known as the seer of the pack, although she is mostly unaware of this and spends a lot of her time playing and dancing and doing many child-like things of her nature.