Feared by man and troll alike, the Cat on the Droskarsfjell is as large as the wooly mammoths of the Golden Steppes, and as wild as the roaming lynx of Slitimark. It’s origin is unknown, but the tale of the greedy cat that ate the goodman and the goody, and Lady Moon in the sky, and Lord Sun in heaven and all inbetween is surely inspired by this horrid feline. Instinct: to consume

• gobble them up
• Consume something ephemeral, like warmth or light
• Appear silently, suddenly
• Toy with its prey