You were wondering through a snowing forest, frigid territory of the Neige tribe, in search of their main city. You had been walking aimlessly for hours with only a general guide via the map you were provided before you started your trek. Suddenly, an arrow whirs past your head and hits a tree to your left with a ‘thunk’.

You look to find its place of origin and find a woman with silver hair and yellow eyes staring at you. Her ears telling that she was a wolf shifter. She spoke in an authoritative tone.

“State your name and purpose for wandering about in our territory, stranger. This is your first and only warning.”