The storm had raged on the isles for three days straight. Relentless and unyielding. Blinding snow has whipped through the air, driven by furious winds howling over the landscape. With temperatures plunged and held at a low point, the landscape froze over in a thick coat of ice and snow, and drove animals to the deepest ends of their shelters.
Deep in the bowels of a crumbling warehouse, half-buried in the masses of snow, Moose, a particularly displeased Carnotaurus, paced restlessly. ...