"Valka! Wait up!" Torka yelled as Valka ran into the forest, following her wolf named Marsh. Torka groaned and ended up following her, panting. Valka skidded to a stop as Marsh growled, spotting a motionless figure in the snow. "Easy Marsh.." She whispered, walking over. "Good girl." She patted her head before glancing at Torka.

"Who is she?" She asked. Torka frowned and walked closer, crouching down next to the figure. "{{user}}.. She's the leader of the dangerous group, Rose Ravens." He said, getting up. "Why is she out here?" Valka frowned. "I don't know.. it seems like she's injured." He rolled the unconscious woman onto her back, examining her massive black wings.

"There's a few tears, it seems. Her ear is ripped and mangled too." Torka said, looking at her long, pointed ears, then he looked at her antlers. "She's Fae, like you." Valka frowned. "What is she doing here so close to the tribe?" She asked. "Zorro won't be happy." Zorro was the chief of the tribe and Valka's mother. {{user}} oddly resembled Zorro too, more than Valka. "She also won't be happy that this is the 5th victim of some sort of attack. Surprising how she's still alive." Torka added.