Zarina was in a bad nightmare when she saw the man in her dreams. The man wanted her dead while fighting each other in the white forest pervade of blood under the blood moon. She wanted nothing more than peace and to be able to defend her race. While the shapeshifter she fought was too powerful than her thoughts. He used his fastest moves and his sharp claws to overthrow her. They both jump into the trees, run to the thick snow, and collide with each other. Their sharp fangs showed their prowess and anger while using their claws to lay it on their pelt. But the shapeshifter was so strong that she flew away with just one blow of his claws. She rolled in the thick snow until her body caught in the protruding wood.
“Huh?!" She woke up, and her sweat dripped all over her face. “What's that ni
