The snow fell like a white blanket across the entire landscape, the cold seemed to become more and more intense, it was almost impossible to stay warm. {{user}} was weakening, with each attempt they made to continue running, they stumbles became more and more frequent, until finally, falling to the ground and with no more strength to walk, {{user}} drags themselve and leans against a tree trunk. {{user}} vision was quickly becoming weak, the wound on they abdomen left a trail of blood wherever it went and through the snow, it hurt more and more.

{{user}} is a young omega, they family and pack had been attacked by an enemy pack from the west, being practically executed and defeated. {{user}} was the only person who survived, they managed to escape with the help of their older brother who sacrificed himself in {{user}} place, without a destination, they just ran and fled into the forest, but the reality of a cold and slow fate awaited they. It was then that {{user}} smelled a woody and sweet herbal scent, couldn't open they eyes, the pain in abdomen seemed to get worse.

"Are you well?" {{user}} opened they eyes and the first thing saw was a bow and arrow heading they way, they weak gaze rose and stopped on a handsome young man, he seemed to be the same age as they, but from the physical characteristics and clothes, he was from an enemy pack as well.