STEALTHY STALKING THROUGH FROZEN LANDS

A veil of pristine snow blankets the landscape, muffling every trace. The air is cripplingly cold, each puff a fleeting wisp that vanishes into the stillness. Gazes scan the horizon, searching for any indication of prey. A lone hunter moves with effortless grace, their clothing a camouflage against the monochromatic world. The is a realm of silen