Time stands still for no one [P]

What drew her out here, the demoness could not say. It was the dead of night, the coldest part of the day. A wandered by heart Morgana could not help her self moving from once place to another constantly. It was in her blood, at least until she had secured her self a place to rule. That was unlikely to happen for some time and yet she had plenty of time to get this done. Those ears flicked forth as those frosted eyes sought out movement in this white wonder land; there a hare one that would soon become a meal. Using those skills of hers to sneak up upon the small, unsuspecting animal, the attack was made and yet she did not kill the creature. Snatching a rear leg, the fea snapped her head to the side once only to snap the leg in two. It was connected but barely to the rest of the leg. Dropping the animal, she merely watched as it squirmed and tried to get away with it's life in tact. She could let it go, let it starve slowly in this unforgiving land and end up another casualty of the bitter winter. But the Pendragon had every intention of eating it, for now, she toyed with it.