I'm your star, you're my sky

The snow fell lightly upon the grass, blending well with my Snow White fur coat. But the blood on the floor, it blended will with my enemies blood red eyes. This was my first real battle... It wasn't a test, this was life or death. But as the black, dominant wold went to pounce a scent distracted me, it smelt of Christmas trees and cinnamon, my two favourite smells! Mate I turned and fled, towards the welcoming smell that empowered my senses and drove my wolf mad.