Saint was wading through thick layers of snow, trying to make it back to the shelter she was staying in. A blizzard had started, and by the looks of it, a deadly one. Every reasonable creature had retreated back into their dens, and those that didn't were certainly dead, frozen beneath countless layers of snow. So Saint could travel peacefully, without the threat of a nearby predator.

She didn't feel the need to rush. Her thick fur shielded her from the cold. It wasn't like she could actually permanently die anyways. Sure, a temporary death would certainly be painful and disorienting, but she didn't care. Pain was only a mild setback.

Eventually, however, she spotted something in the distance. That was curious, she thought she would be alone. The figure was too small to be a lizard or centipede, so perhaps it was a scavenger, or maybe even another slugcat. Either way, her interest was admittedly piqued, so she decided to begin silently trudging towards the strange figure.

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Cover art by ME wOAH woW that's CrAZY-