Zed, a small-grown white tigress with a nasty handicap: an almost destroyed right knee. Nethertheless, ancient forces decided her to be an essential part in the eternal struggle of 'good' and 'evil'... maybe just a small, unimportant gear-wheel in the monstrous mechanism which keeps the world running. Maybe just one of those little, small things, deciding over continuity or complete breakdown...

Two cyantian fox kits encounter a schaesa, a semi-aquatic lifeform, residing nearby rivers and lakes.