Party in the Graveyard

Snow kissed paws padded silently across the field. Blood red gaze surveyed her surroundings as she paused, wondering where she was. Nostrils flared as she detected the scent of blood-stained earth, ears twitching at the numerous sounds of battle cries that echoed across the area. Where exactly had she ended up? She squinted her eyes towards the sky, almost as if she was observing it. The sun wouldn't be up for another hour or so. At least she hoped. She hated the sun, and since it was summer, it meant she hated it twice as much. Huffing, she continued on her path. She didn't have any real destination in mind, so she decided maybe she'd try her luck. Who knew? Maybe she'd get acquainted with a local native.