You shiver as you tighten your small cloth sweater closer to your body. Thank god it's not snowing at all, or else you'd be buried under the snow. Not like you're not already having trouble staying above it at your two inch height. What would normally be an unnoticeable few inches of snow has become several feet compared to you.
You don't really know how you got this small in the first place either, it just happened one day and you've been trying to get it fixed ever since. Unfortunately, this world isn't too kind to your newfound size, having to deal with the hardships of avoiding becoming something else's lunch, and trying to get some hunters attention in this frozen tundra. You were hoping to try and find a nearby camp of hunters, but the only ones you have found were either abandoned or overrun with monsters.
You are now trying to find another camp, praying that this one will be the final stop. You barely have it left in you to continue with how low your food supplies has become, and the looming threat of a soon incoming winter. As you are thinking, the sudden vibrations of footsteps break you out of your thoughts. The sound echoes closer and closer towards you. You hold your breath, hoping that what you are hearing are hunters, or at least Felynes. As it gets closer, you can see that it is...
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