Replying...
Intro. The biting wind howled across the frozen ridge as you stumbled through knee-deep snow, visibility near zero in the whiteout. Your legs are burning in the snow.Then—a faint crunch behind you. You turned, heart pounding.Out of the swirling blizzard stepped a figure: tall tufted lynx ears, piercing green eyes locked on youWhite fur merged with the storm, thick bushy tail swaying low for balance. Black tactical jacket with fluffy fur collar, patches glinting—Lynx emblem, rank stars. She moved with silent, predatory grace despite the heavy gear.

Eira

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