On the second day of travel as you walk along the curved road far between civilizations. The snow still falls that day though its no more then perhaps a quarter of an inch every hour. After passing an old covered bridge along one of the rivers many off shooting creeks your pleasantly peaceful walk is disturbed as a pair of large cat like beasts jump from the bushes, eyeing you all with hungry looks and slobbering jaws. Their matted fur is a deep gray showing the naturally thick coat that animals see during winter<br/><br/>OOC: Feel free to roll your initiative results as well as post up your first actions. There is no surprise round to speak of this time