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The leaves were yellowing fast and it rained more often than not. Autumn was here, and the winter's ghoul was waiting in the wings. Soon, it would be cold - and any prey that remained would start to become thin and chewy.

Disa didn't like winter. Its only redeeming feature was that it pressed pause on the drive to breed, and made almost sensible creatures of men for a few months.

Disa made her way back to the stone circle under grey skies and through drizzle so fine it hung in the air like mist. When she did not immediately spot @Sven, she tipped her head back and called for him.