Golden Glade i'll follow you into the dark

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied and illuminate the "no" on there vacancy sign

If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, then I'll follow you into the dark.

A soft breeze begun to stir the fresh powder snow on the ground. For her, winters had never brought snow, her birth place existed in a place of cacti and rivers. The closest memory Mictec could relate to was when the sky turned black as ash from the volcano would blanket their dens. But there was a beauty in the white blanket as the trees laid bare of their covering, it was death that surrounded her once more. Her paws sunk in slightly with every step she took, blood dripping onto the ground staining the white red from the small hare that she held tightly in her mouth.

Born to the land of fire yet finding solace in the land of ice, she found heraelf slowly adjusting to the cooler climate. Mictec moved to the rock formation towards the edge of the small clearing where the bare trees limbs seemed to be preying to the sky for sun. The rocks had formed a small cove, free of the snow and reveling the soft earth beneath as she laid herself and placed the kill in front of her. The quiet came easy, her inner demons seeming to be just as entranced as she was.

Vulnerability can be a powerful thing, those with great power who know how to wield can move mountains the voice of her abuela whispered seemed softly from out in the clearing, a voice Mictec sought when in need of guidance. With that, she felt a tear well in her eyes and she did the one thing her madre never let her do, she cried.