A cyborg wolf prowls silently across the surface of a frozen lake under the stark glow of the full moon, its sleek, metallic limbs gleaming faintly in the dim, icy light. The lake’s surface, a mirror of deep black ice, reflects the wolf’s hybrid form with ghostly clarity, distorted only by faint cracks running through the frozen expanse. The wolf’s glowing red eyes pierce the cold darkness, casting sharp beams onto the ice below. Vapor rises from its heated joints, swirling into the crisp night air, mingling with the delicate flurries of snow that drift lazily from the star- filled sky above. The sci- fi cityscape in the background is shrouded in shadow, with only sporadic bursts of cold neon lights breaking the gloom—blue and white hues flicker in rhythmic pulses, like the heartbeat of a distant, alien world. Tall, angular skyscrapers rise ominously into the night, their outlines softened by the snowy haze. Frost- covered trees stand sentinel around the lake, their stark silhouettes framing the luminous wolf in an aura of quiet mystery. Above, the stars glitter fiercely in a vast midnight sky, their brilliance contrasting with the mechanical sheen of the wolf’s cybernetic components. The air is heavy with stillness as the wolf halts mid- step, its tail twitching with calculated precision, the lone figure blending seamlessly into this wintry fusion of natural beauty and technological coldness
