Two cats are clash like twisting serpents atop a great white building. In the distance, the first rays of sunlight shines through the tall buildings. On the ground below is a chaos of blood and fur. Despite that, the weary world seemed to hold its breath as the warm wash of a new day paints everything in gold. A body falls from the mountain. Gasps—
Amidst the pure, white snow; a broken, contorted black body, and a pair of Amber ashes cooling in the cold.
It's the start of spring, but winter never seemed to have ended.