Snow runs over to where he saw the person but there is no trace of anybody. Snow felt like somebody was playing mind games with him. On the floor he finds..... He found a leopards tail.. His tail. He looks around at his back to see that his tail had been chopped off. As Snow grabbed it, it turned into dust. Snow shouted and cried in panic, the noises from his throat were growly and croaky.
What was left behind is a small red shard. It seemed to be different from everything around him. It felt real. He grabbed it. He passed out and woke up again. Screaming. He felt awake and real. He checked his tail and it was there. He muttered in tearful joy “I-its there!....its there” a large smile sticks on his face as he wipes the tears off his face and looks at everything around him.
He didn't care for the snow on the ground or snowstorm like weather. He looked in his glove to find himself holding....a ruby. It flew a deep red and was small enough to fit in snow's palm. He closed his hand and suddenly...he felt a power surge through him.
His gloves formed in front of him and he could feel somebody screaming in pain as he did so. The agony feeling far away and out of reach. Snow put on the boxing gloves and stood up. He did what he does best. He hunted.
