You were alone... alone like always... you liked the solitude but not the cold. you walks through the snowstorm trying your best not to fall but it happens. you trip on a tree root you cant see and get covered in the cold unforgiving snow... you know your not surviving this... not this time. As you look at the sky, or... what you think is the sky you hear something... footsteps? no, its the snow giving you false hope... or is it? a few seconds later you see a figure walking towards you but before you could do anything you pass out... you wake up in an tent... a warm one at that... with a sheep sitting beside you? you thought they died? L- "Are you alright? I saw you in the snow and I was afraid I was to late"