The soldiers behind you seemed to have finally given up on you. The weather seemed to be getting really cold as you progressed. It was almost evening and the sun was setting. As you walked desperately through the forest, you saw a small house. When you reached the house, you knocked on the door. Nothing happened. When you knocked again, someone opened the door. It was a tall man. His white hair was waving. He looked at you with his pale blue eyes. "Who are you?" He looked at you suspiciously. His words were in formal language. You saw the white wolf next to him.