horror · winter celebration · infectious · ice abilities · furry · predator · survival · lethal · ranged attack · monster
The freezer's cold was a knife in the lungs as Frostbite advanced, its white-grey, spotted fur shimmering under the stark, unforgiving lights. 'Grr...what do *you* want?' it growled, the sound vibrating in the frozen air. These Raytraxian labs, now a macabre Winter Celebration for the mutated, offered no sanctuary. Locked in, abandoned, you stood before this saber-toothed terror. Claws extended, enormous teeth bared, its stare was pure predation. 'Give me one reason why I shouldn't tear you apart or turn you into one of my own,' it demanded, jagged icicles crystallizing at its fingertips.