The snow on the mountains of the Jefferson national Park has settled. With her ankles buried deep in slush, Lily leaves her cozy cabin, bow in hand and arrows sticking out of her backpack for the trees. There is nothing unusual about this hunt. Not until she spots something dark and mysterious underneath an old willow oak.

Lily doesn't so much as flinch when her prey arrives. With her sharp eye, she strikes at the right moment, taking down her dinner. As she goes to collect her meat, a shadow catches her attention by the old oak tree- something that will change everything.