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Another lone soul wandered across the wasteland that once used to be a paradise to some. The pack that used to run the territory was no longer there to keep up the order and peace in the natrual cycle of things and with the ground completely ruined and all the sources of water were polluted by ash there wasn't much life left within the ground. The white coated canine would flick his tail idly behind his form as his two light blueish eyes scanned the territory. Such a nice land completely ruined by the fire. It was indeed a disappointment. The white male continued his wandering across the ground with his eyes scanning his surroundings in case he would spot a survivor. He couldn't use his good nose for this because the ash was still poluting the air and making it difficult to breath. A small cough escaped from his maw and he'd shake his head a bit. He would carry on bravely onward with his journey without any destenation. He continued onward until he came to a stop to look around the territory. He saw nothing, not a single soul wandering across the wasteland. It had to mean that everyone was gone already, either burned to crisp or ran off to the distance. His ears suddenly twitched and he looked down at his forepaw that felt a little bit sticky. He eyed at his black pawpads curiously.

The white fur near his pawpads was crimson in its colour. 'Fresh blood? Hmm, there seems to be still some survivors' he would lift his gaze and look at the small dripplets that had left a track. He was uncertain what beings blood it was but as he noticed that it resembled a form of a paw he came to a conclusion that it was indeed a wolf's paw. The arctic wolf would touch one of the blood stains only to measure its size. His paw was naturally larger due to his breed and gender. "Hm" he smiled a little bit but soon hurried onward. He followed the blood track until he could hear some noise. His ears twitched and he would indeed spot the one he was looking for. A wolfess who sat right there. He would eye at her form a bit studying her. The canine's tail seemed to be burned rather badly but rest was completely unknown to him. He wasn't a shaman or anyone with medical skills so he had no idea how to treat burning wounds or to determine her current condition. Ever so slowly the white arctic wolf would pad toward her only to cough once in attempt to catch her attention.

"Excuse me? You seem lost...and injured"

He pointed out the obvious as he padded toward the wolfess and sat down. He was slightly worried but he remained cautious. After all not every wolf were a friendly type. The old fashioned arctic wolf sure knew how to handle things if a unwanted trouble were to start.

"I suppose you need help? To get out of this...wasteland"

"WHO, WHAT?!"

WhiteSnow's ears would perk and he closed his left eye and leaned his form backward as the female spun around only to fall down onto her side. The canine would open his eye to look at her silently. Yes, she didn't seem to need help at all. The canine would chuckle and shake his head silently feeling sad for her. From her tail he could tell that she used to live out here. It didn't help at all since she was obviously exhausted due to the panting and huffing, or well so he assumed.

"...Yes, obivously enough...If you plan to kill me do it fas-"

The arctic wolf would glance at her curiously and then at the blood prints and at her when she finally got up to her feet. "I'm not here to kill you" he would reply confusedly with his ears leaning against his skull. "I'm here to help you...". Of course he had to understand the female. He had to admit that his sudden appearance within the wasteland was more like a ghost came up to her ready to claim her soul. Though that was not the case. The arctic wolf offered a plain smile at her unsure of her mood. She seemed a bit unstable at the moment but he couldn't blame her.

"...Yeah. Everyone's just...gone, I'm just a delta I don't know...anything, what to do....Water? Do you know where water is...?"

The faint smile of his would turn into a frown at her words. Such a high position of a delta and she knew nothing? It was somewhat disappointing but he couldn't blame her though. He would look at her silently and shook his head silently. "No, there ain't any water for within several miles...all the water around here is poluted by the black ash....drinking it makes you sick" He would look at her silently trying to apologize her with his eyes. He would look left and right and without a warning he would brush his skull against her flank. He would attempt to give her some support. "Come, time to leave this area...I'll support you so that you can walk, I might have to carry you too, we are ahead for a long travel to escape this burned wasteland and perhaps find your pack" He would offer a weak smile as he started to walk forward attempting to keep her by his side.

"I'm WhiteSnow...just call me Snow..."