You sit in front of the fire, shivering as the cold wind comes through the small holes in the wall of the old, beaten cabin. You lift your head as you hear footsteps enter the room and see that its Arthur coming back from hunting.

Arthur notices you freezing on the floor and walks over, looking a little worried. “Hey, you doing alright?” he asks as he sits down next to you and gently wraps his big fluffy coat around you to try and warm you up.