Cold wind whipped Tera’s ankles as another person walked into the inn, sending air spiraling around the room in a destructive manner. She wrapped her cloak around herself a little tighter as she cursed under her breath. The first snow of the year had just fallen and with it a tidal wave of chills for her. She hated the cold, but that was the least of her problems at the moment.<br/><br/>Tera looked around, gazing at all the cheery drunken faces, sensing other creatures in the room, a vampire sitting next to a young madden, a couple witches talking in the back, and humans everywhere. Her lips curled up into a snarl as she looked at all the humans, hateful creators they were, all they did was destroy... A sudden pounding came to her head; she quickly picked up her beer and drank from it. It tasted so good; she savored it, rolling it over her tongue, licking her teeth. She didn’t really like beer, but when the moon was becoming full she needed it to put her mind at rest. Beer was like a healers’ magic to her head, calming it, numbing it, to where she couldn’t feel it anymore. The moon would be full in three days and her body was getting ready for the change, for when her true form would come out, a great majestic brown and white wolf. The other magical creatures in the room could tell what was going to happen as well. She remembered the vampire looking at her when she walked in that morning.<br/><br/>Shouts and yelling roared through the room as the door was once again flung open by rumbustious humans. Tera shook her head as she stood up, it was starting to get a little too loud for her tastes. Grabbing her mug of beer she gulped down the last few sips then headed for the door wrapping her cloak around her.<br/><br/>The first thing that hit her when she walked outside was how unbearably cold it was. The sun had settled hours ago and the moon was peaking up from behind the forest to the east of the small village she was in. She turned to her left and started to walk down the desolate snowy road.