Last night she was murdered

The falling snow was a blessing or so Abelinda saw it as such a thing; it masked her while others struggled to work their way through it she danced among the snow having quite a bit of fun as long she didn't run into any trees however. At first it had seemed like to be a grand idea to do so seeing the snow fall hadn't been all that heavy or bad for the small phantom. The sudden storm was what had caught her off guard and lost among the heavily falling snow; trudging through it as she was the dame was trying to make her way back towards the dens with her head lowered and those ears pinned against her skull. those ghostly eyes narrowed to help keep out the blinding snow as made her way forward however things were quickly getting bitterly cold even for her.

The wraith knew the caves were around some where but the trouble was getting to them and with her limit vision in this damned storm Abelinda couldn't tell where the hell she was going. Pausing and looking down as she spotted a bloodied area in the snow, it had been left from that dead deer and those two wolverines. Abel knew that the dens were close thus she pushed forward fighting her way blindly through the sudden blizzard.
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