Biography
Moonchild and Winter Frost romp through the meadow, their joyful barks echoing through the forest.
The Grim says Why art thou at my Church? Moonchild says We seek hellhounds to destroy and rid the land of their scourge. He nods approvingly and feels your heart is in the right place. You have earned a brain.
Moonchild feels extremely dominant and charges at the witch, barking. Your pack surrounds the hut. Baba Yaga looks so suprised she drops the child and he runs to safety. Your pack is both exhilerated and relieved. You notice a brain nearby.
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Winter 
Day Weather: 
Blizzard
