Anthony
*The wolf would draw nearer and nearer towards it's prey, its snout and mouth slobbering with anticipation. Sprinting across the piney woods, it's rush would be muffled almost completely by the harsh blowing of the winter wind, as well as it's own ability to stay nigh-silent within the cold weather. It could already savor the feeling of it's fangs ripping into the flesh and the bone, tearing apart tendons and ligaments that kept whatever pitiful creature it had deemed it's prey, eviscerating it completely until nothing recognizeable remained of it's body. Dashing through the snow, it's stark white coat would blend in perfectly with the cold, harsh backdrop of the winter snow, its strong, powerful legs kicking up massive amounts of snow with each leap and bound it took. The only thing that would differentiate the wolf's figure from the landscape's painted-white biome would be it's icy-blue eyes, eyes that pierced the darkness, eyes that intimidated even the fiercest of hunters, the most daunting of beasts, and the most courageous of heroes. Yes, this was a predator indeed; if one were to single you out alone, then all the deities of luck must have surely abandoned you this hour.*

*Keeping the arrow within her bag, Kalisha would pick her spear Ire up from the ground, pacing around the encampment, investigating the surrounding area to look for more telltale clues on who the murderers of the pair were. From the looks of it, there were seemingly no signs of life in the area, the only real trace being some footprints that lead out into the forest. However, these footprints wouldn't match the ones the two individual's shoes gave off; they were more primitive, and an unusually gargantuan size. Normal primates wouldn't have lived long enough to survive in this weather to be able to wander around in this cold, but the footprints that this 'being' left could be compared to no other of it's class. Though, other than that, and a few more pools of blood and flesh bits here and there, there was nothing suspicious or out of the ordinary in the area, as far as you could tell.*
Peter
*Kalisha holds her large club over her shoulder and inspects the footprints. Same as before, definitely non-human, but bipedal. She looks in the direction that they go, and follows them to wherever they may lead.*
Anthony
*The footprints would lead off somewhere in the woods, and Kalisha, following the prints, would duly hound the trail they made. It would seem that they would direct Kalisha further into the dark pine of the woods, and because the atmosphere was growing even colder by the minute, soon it would begin affecting the Oni as well, however resistant she was to the cold. It would be as if she was on a timer, a timer in which her life was at stake. Though, because she had Ire by her side, it would prove to take longer than expected, but the cold would find a way to break through to her, one way or another. Leaving the light of the campfire, with only Ire to guide you, there would be no reliable source of light, so that you could only see a few feet in front of you at the max. However, there would be nothing in sight besides the footprints, which would be covered up by the minute by the falling snow, and the outstretched, skeleton-like branches of dead trees, reaching out towards you as you tried to follow the remnants of the path.*

*On the other hand, the wolf, with it's superior skill in transversing the snow, would just arrive at the encampment site you were at previously. It could sense that you, it's prey, had been there just recently; perhaps even just a moment ago. Sniffing the ground once more with a fierce certainty, it would catch once more the delectable scent of fresh, strong prey to feast on. Turning towards the direction of the woods that you walked into, it would begin to follow the scent trail that you gave off, panting and licking it's lips with anticipation.*
Peter
"Rrgh," *Kalisha groans. She decides to turn back to the campsite. Maybe wait until morning... Or something. Hope there's no big-ass wolves or... Well there's probably big-ass wolves. She continues back in the direction of the campsite, and will more than likely end up running into the big-ass wolf she is entirely unaware of on the way there.*
Anthony
*Speaking of big-ass wolves, the big-ass wolf that Kalisha would run into would meet her halfway as she retraced her steps back to the campfire site. It would pause, not expecting it's prey to saunter right into it's maw, but then jumped back a slight bit and snarled loudly at the oni, its snout contorting into a sort of twisted grin as it sized you up and down. Momentarily, it would stop for a second, wondering what to do, and would unleash a Chilling Breath directly onto Kalisha, a means to provoke the oni to attack so it could try and counter.*
``` Chilling Breath used. 70/100 mana remaining ```
Peter
*Woah-kay big-ass ice wolf. Yay.
It wasn't really anything 'personal' - between herself and this wolf in particular - but this thing reminded her of that other one that distracted her and got the Elders killed... Which made her wrathful already.
Kalisha quickly steps and moves aside to avoid the chilling breath, and musters up her magic to empower herself with War. For the next 5 Turns, she has an additional 3 strength and constitution... Probably enough to rip this fucker in half without breaking a sweat. Her muscle mass also increases and she grows a bit taller. This worked in the last quest when holding off wolves, as animals respect and revere size and larger animals, so War has a byproduct of animal intimidation.
But she doesn't actually attack it yet. Instead, Kalisha continues to walk sideways, to move around it and try to get closer and closer to the campsite. That's her main objective, otherwise she will die out here, and if she attacks the wolf with her Kanabo, Raze will end, which means Kalisha won't have any light or warmth, which will doom her to freeze or get mauled... Well, more the former - Oni eyes would let her see in the dark anyway.*

`Mana: 100 74
War: Countdown starts next Turn (5)`