Eden's POV:
Snoh came around the corner slowly and silently like a predator on a mission. Her snow-white fur bristled, standing on end as she prowled the hall, her sharp gaze scanning every shadow until her eyes finally locked onto mine, a silent promise of protection. She let out a low whine, followed by the sharp snap of her jaw. Her eyes, glowing a menacing crimson, flickered with an unsettling intensity that pierced the dimly lit hallway. Her elongated canines, as sharp and glistening as polished daggers, nearly brushed against the cold floor with each predatory step.
As she advanced, the atmosphere thickened with a palpable tension, each step echoing with a sense of foreboding. The air buzzed, heavy with an unsettling silence that seemed to envelop the crowd in a state of suspense.
