Desolate The Complete Trilogy

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The most challenging thing about the cold climate was how it slowed it down and made it stiff. It didn’t find the cold uncomfortable as much as it found it annoying. The cold dulled its senses. Made it groggy and sluggish.

Of course, the prey made it simple enough to follow them. It could smell them for what seemed like miles and it was easy enough to track them by their odor trail alone.

It was actually somewhat pleased they fled from the place that reeked of death and decay. This pair was the last of their kind in that place. Perhaps they would lead it to a place far less rank and with greater opportunities for hunting.

After it made the slow and steady journey of following the prey it was pleased to discover such a place did indeed exist. Once inside the structure, it could clearly smell and hear two more of them. In addition to that, it could smell faint signatures of others recently present. Excellent.

The structure was warm and it decided to hide and wait for full strength to return as the warmth slowly thinned its blood and eased the ache in its bones. These creatures seemed to prefer the structure interiors as well and it saw no other buildings in the area. The prey would remain close. It would wait for the proper time to strike and savor the final moments of the hunt. The final moments before the kill.