"No, I think I can manage on my own if you just point me in the right direction." Denali replied. Anool looked alittle let down. "North's that way," he said, pointing with his tail. "Thank you agian." She said, and headed north.

After a few days of travling, her stomach ached with hunger. A blizzard was moving in, and she was so exaughsted she could barley move. It started snowing very hard, and within minutes, the ground was covered. Denali layed down in the snow, and fell asleep.

The snow soon covered her, and in the morning, Denali failed to ever get up....

GAME OVER!