"Bella, just pull it!" My teeth grind as she tugs on the thread. I huff and puff at the pain. In the set of mirrors, dried, crusty blood and deep claw marks into my back. I quiver at the sight and hug my stomach. For once, Bella's eyes are wide, "Are you going to be ok?!" I stare off, away from the mirrors. "I don't know. But it hurts like hell." I groan and lay myself down. I bang on the makeshift bed in pain. "Bella- Can you skin that damn thing?" A twinkle shines from Bella's eyes as a blade extends out her paw, "Skin it? It'll be good practice." I gulp at the violent tone, then weakly say, "Bring back some liver." I wince as she prances out through a hole in the wall, where Stonekin- Pain washes over me and I hug myself.

I sit and peek out one of his boot prints to look around in the deep snow. The wind will blow me around if I'm not careful. With great hesitation, I push myself through the freezing snow. Luckily he isn't that far. After minutes of aimlessly following the building, there lies a patch of bloodstained snow. My ears perk up. He's gone?! He's still alive? My hairs stick up as I follow the trail of blood. My heart pounds, If I don't help that man, I'll freeze out here. I can't hunt, I can't- A rabbit hops before me, a big brown one, the wooliest thing I've seen! I get low and feel a surge of energy flow through me. I bolt out the snow and the blizzard winds blow me away. I meow for help as I get dragged by the wind.

I mewl at the freezing winds, even I'm shivering now! I manage to claw into something, the world pitch black now. Now trapped in a warm fuzz, I peek out and a friendly voice speaks, "Are you ok, little cat?" I mewl. "No, these winds-" "They are a handful indeed! They almost tip me over!" I snort, "Yeah." "What in the heavens are you doing out here!?" With a quick nuzzle into the wool, all my worries fade away, "I'm looking for a bear called Stonekin!" She halts and I almost fall out her coat. "Stonekin!? My word!" "You know him?" She shakes snow off her coat, "Know him!? He's famous for being dangerous! Why must you find him?!" "I just want his pelt." Her stomach kicks me and she jumps at the feeling too, "You can't, you're a mere kitty cat!" "See the blood? I got him! But he got up, he can't go far." She turns around, "I can't help you, my child will soon be with us!" I mewl, then her voice stops me, "But, I have a friend that can help. You may not like it though." "Okay, any help would be great." She starts walking and I cozy in.