*Your POV*

Looking out into the distance you saw a small figure approach you, it seemed to be frolicking through the snow with glee. You could only wonder why they were so happy. As the figure dawned closer you couldn't help but feel a shiver coarse through your body, though you shrugged this off because of the weather. 

You heard the nose of metal clashing together behind you, snapping you out of your thoughts. You looked behind to see Greater Dog with his metal axe in hand looking at you with concern. 

You: "Hey, what's wrong? Do you know them?" You asked in a confused and frightened tone as you pointed towards the figure that never seemed to stop moving. You admit that whoever they were they were starting to creep you out.

You felt yourself hastily being pulled back, you were about to try and run until you looked up to see it was Greater Dog. You sighed in relief.

 However your relief was short lived as you were pushed back, colliding into the snow. You quickly looked back but all you could see was blood trickling down Greater Dogs neck, he fell to his knees and looked back to you. He pointed to the village, he was telling you to warn them.

You held back your tears, you had to be strong, for your friends.

You ran as fast as you could through the storm, you would have given up if you hadn't heard the last bark of a good friend.

A/N And here is the sequel nobody wanted, thanks to TheNepolitan for suggesting a second part to the previous story. Hope you enjoyed!