We Own The Night

Lukina walked along the remnants of snow. She was excited for summer but in a way she'd be sad to see the snow go. Winter was the only season she'd ever known and she could scarcely imagine what the world would be like without it. There was also a sense of safety. Being pure white herself she felt more safe hiding among the winter landscape where she could practically melt away. Lukina slowed as she spied the fight up ahead. She looked to Rœkia in time to see her cousin charge for the bear. Lukina quickly followed after though she held back a bit. When the bear twisted around for Rœkia she sprang forward, her claws tearing down the side of the bear's exposed face. It whirled back on her and turned and fled, scrambling up the nearest tree.