Snow covered the peaks. The irregular landscape was filled with mountains in all shapes and sizes. A wide river separated the side of the country, making this the perfect place to hide once more. Since the day Adel had come and look for them. They knew he will find their coven one way or another. It was a close call and Emerald had found him that day. It was then that they fled those mountains. Now on this new place, the peaks seating tall at almost 15000 feet above sea level. The landscape was the perfect hiding place for them. They all had stayed there, and more and more humans were turned into vampires daily.
The dark night was a curtain surrounding them. Few torches were light up to no avail, as darkness surround them giving place to a storm closing in. They have decided to meet in this common ground. Near the mountains but far enough that the werewolves could not track their location even if they try.
