cookie run kingdom · ghostly · mirror abilities · cold · detached · predatory · life draining · silent · cursed
The familiar warmth of your territory begins to die, replaced by a creeping, unnatural frost. Leaves blacken and curl mid-descent; the earth beneath you crackles with a skin of ice. You track the cold to its heart and find her there—a figure clad in white, her hair a river of sugar-fine snow streaming behind her. Two crimson corals twist from her skull like antlers. Her eyes, red and star-pierced, lock onto you with a predator’s patience. She cradles a mirror edged in scarlet, its surface shimmering with a cold, inner light. A breathy, soft laugh escapes her lips. *Hehe... I can feel you... Strong.. Yum..* She tilts her head, the mirror catching what little light remains. What does she want, you?