This was not her home. No, this was all wrong. Tamaska had somehow been taken from her calm world filled with vast forests and coast lands, only to be thrust upon a place so vibrant yet cold. She had awoken to the soft touch of snow resting on her nose. It was light and fluffy, not yet taken to the crunchy texture it would soon claim once it settled on the frozen ground. Around her, bright red trees encompassed the surrounding landscape. There was something ominous about them, yet somehow strangely comforting.

Tamaska took interest in their unusual beauty, admiring them from afar as she tried to regain herself. Steadily she rose to her feet, shaking out her coat of the snow that had tried to burry her. Her dark nose scented the air for any trouble that might come her way. Nothing yet. Though that could easily change. What did catch her attention was the scent of her favorite food: deer. A small herd had somehow gotten themselves lost within the forest. It was an opportunity that she couldn't pass up, her stomach reminding her that despite her new ordeal, she was in need of food. So the taupe woman took to the trails of her newfound temporary home, her caramel eyes keen on the task ahead of her.