Annie

The young wolf, only a young adolescent, had been lost from her family for quite some time now. Her ribs shown painfully clear against her shaggy winter coat. She had managed to survive on pure luck, finding easy food here and there. But her luck ran out after a time, leaving her wasted away and near death. The youngster moved sluggishly over the ground until she finally collapsed at the base of the rugged mountains. Her head swam, then all went black.

Light

She found the body of the pup and licked to see if she was alive.

Annie

The young wolf stirred and opened her sunken eyes. Her tail thumped once against the ground, as a weak greeting to the stranger. But she didn't have the strength to do much else, not even speak.

Light

She picked the pup up by the scruff and toke her home.