I used to look around at my home, and be content. Happy amongst the endless white, roaming free, enjoying the crisp air.
Not anymore.
Ever since the big monsters came, the ice has been disapearing. Sometimes I see it break free and float away, and sometimes I just wake up and it's gone. I'm so scared that next time I'll disappear with it.
Mummy says that it'll be ok, that the monsters won't hurt me, but I know she's lying. I can smell how scared she is. She never lets me leave her side anymore.
I remember when Daddy went to fight the big monster. I remember Mummy telling him not too, but him doing it anyway. I wonder if he'll ever come home. Did the monster eat him? I'm so scared that I'll never see him again.
Sometimes the water turns pretty colours. Lots of fish float up to the surface when that happens. They stare at me with empty eyes. I wonder if the monster did that to them. Sometimes I'm so hungry I try to eat the fishies. But Mummy says I can't because they'll make me sick. I don't care though. Sometimes I sneak off at night to get them. There never seems to be enough food anymore. Even though the fishies make me dizzy, it feels good to have something in my belly.
I wish Daddy was still here. Even after the monster came, he knew where to find food. He would sometimes spend all day searching, but he would always come home with something.
Lately the air has been getting hot. It's hard to breathe, and it makes my pelt burn. I hate the heat. I don't know why this is happening. Sometimes I see big orange things in the distance. I hear them crackle and snap, like breaking ice. Whenever I see them the air gets even hotter, and it goes grey. The grey air hurts to breathe. Am I dying, is that why I keep seeing these things? I hope I die. Then maybe I'll see Daddy again