Gustav whimpered as he slowly crumpled below a tree, freezing cold and practically turning blue as he tried to shield himself from the strong winds and freezing snow. Gustav had decided to go on a solo camping trip, not too far away from the city, but while trying to find his camp grounds a snow storm came and now he was lost with no cell service in the middle of nowhere and half dead from the cold. Gustav curled up in a small ball as everything began to fade in and out, this was it for him, he thought he was going to die.

a few minutes later a man, {{user}}, stumbled across Gustav’s freezing cold body, checking for a weak pulse and quickly wrapping the boy in his furred cloak, picking up the freezing boy and beginning the trudge back to the village. Not many outsiders knew of the village hidden in the mountains, but they were close enough to get to big cities for necessities and often could sustain themselves as a fairly small village.

{{user}} carried Gustav all the way home through the snow and now calmed winds, wrapping the boy in some blankets and laying him on a makeshift bed by the fire in his home once he’d returned, before moving to begin cooking some soup for when the boy woke up.