The forest was quiet. A deadly silence that was suffocating as shifters alike hid in their dens, hollows, caves, and nests. They were all shaking, they were all waiting out the silence in hopes they survived the monsters that roamed the forest at this very moment. Hunters. Hunters had been stalking through the forest, searching for any shifter that was out and about unaware of the evil lurking about the sturdy pines. As the hunters stalked, a male fox was crouching in the snow. His coat a snowy white that provided camouflage as he slowly moved forward towards the grouse. He could already taste the meat but it wouldn't be going to him, it would be going to his mate and his three helpless kits. With the thought of a meal feeding his mate and kits he lurched forward, swiftly killing the grouse with a snap to its neck. He took the prey up in his jaws and dragged it back to his den.His den wasn't the biggest thing but it was home. It provided protection from the bliz
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