Nightmare Mode

Aris' ears had not apparently deceived her, but she was still surprised when three weird looking dog things appeared out of the snowy forest in front of her. All three seemed to be trying to get her to go with them in a different direction, and she glanced back and forth between them, her eyes narrowing. What the fuck? Well, she definitely didn't want to follow Bawling Betty over there, all teary eyed and mopey and undoubtedly looking for - shudder - a shoulder to cry on. No thanks. She wasn't in the mood for some sunshine and daisies type frolicking along bugging her either. Anger, though... she could do anger. Her eyes sparked at the idea of a fight, her fangs practically itching to do some damage. Maybe that's what Grumpkins had in mind. If so, she was definitely in.

Making her choice, she turned and followed Mr. Grumpy Pants, the angry guide.