[@DamnTheGacha] [color=7ea7d8]❄ ❄ ❄[/color] Just as Anya stepped onto the open train platform, the wind whipped across her face as the temperature dropped. She was once told going from warm to cold too quickly was never good for the skin or the sinuses... oh well. The moonlight shone eerily through the underground windows, she climbed up brick stairs to the surface as quickly as she could in her boots. Anya had been in a hurry but had still thought to dress warm, though a small voice told her that she looked like a ball of fluff. She brushed off these thoughts and returned to her task with razor-sharp focus. Right, the animal cry... Anya looked up to the dark sky but saw simply stars and clouds. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, but stuck to the sidewalk and carefully started walking along, the street lights flickering ominously all the while. A man screamed out into the night, and Anya whipped around to the direction of the noise in fright herself. Any more of this and she would hardly be able to keep her cool... but she jogged towards the commotion anyways. She slowed down immediately once the bloodcurdling screams were close enough and cautiously ducked behind cover in an alleyway. Peering out... just a little bit further, oh no there it was. The horrifying outline of something familiar yet monstrous was edging closer towards a poor man, but there was a young girl running up behind it?! Anya realized the girl had to be younger than she was, yet she had green hair, a sun hat and... heels? It was odd seeing this as she herself wondered if the girl was the same as her. But she knew time was of the essence. That horror wouldn't stand growling at the poor man forever. Anya inched forward ever closer, gripped the hilt of her shovel in one hand and felt it transform her as she held it close. Again she was in different clothes, again she would have to fight off a monster and again she... couldn't feel the cold anymore. If anything it felt invigorating this time. But Anya knew to be careful this time too, otherwise she'd be minced meat. Her best bet was to strike the monster from behind, as she'd done before with the first horrors. She still didn't understand why the first ones she'd seen had icicles appear after she struck them though, it hadn't been [i]that[/i] cold, had it? Er, never mind. After Anya's few seconds of thinking, she hadn't been paying attention and the monster had already leapt for the pretty girl in the sun hat. It was now or never! Before it could get the poor girl in its jaws, Anya rushed up, jumped with newfound strength she didn't know she had, and struck it fiercely. [color=7ea7d8]"It will not happen, strange fiend!!"[/color] She cried as she brought her shovel down. P-perhaps she'd only made it angrier, she didn't know... but Anya's goal certainly wasn't the monster. Anya still couldn't believe any of this was happening, but leapt over and quickly reached out a concerned hand to the girl, [color=7ea7d8]"Are you alright?!"[/color]