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The giant wolf crashed into the clearing, tearing trees and bushes apart as he stayed hot on the woman's heals. He roared and snarled as he churned up the fresh snow. He lept towards her, his huge claws ready to strike.

The beast crashed to the snow as one of the foxes hit him mid-air. He roared and slashed at the foxes as they jumped in and bit him. They rolled in a crashing cloud of snow and teeth. He grabbed one and threw it away where it hit a tree and fell. He slammed another with his fist, sending it tumbling through the snow.

The wolf roared and snapped and slashed as the whirlwind surrounded him. He angrily swiped at the blowing snow, lost to his blind rage. Suddenly, the rising sun peaked over the horizon. He stopped thrashing and looked as the moon faded away in the light of the breaking dawn. He reared back and let out a long howl as he began to shrink and shed his fur until he was once again the tall man with white hair. He stood there breathing heavy, then fell to the snowy ground, unconscious and exhausted.

The man blinked awake several hours later. He looked around but his vision was blurry and his head ached. He rubbed his eye's, and heard a soft voice speaking near him.

"Hello? Who's there? Where am I?"

Lyanna enter the castle and sat near the fountain. Some clear water still dropped from her deep sea green eyes. She already lost two of her foxes, two of the oldest and the most longest foxes spirit that followed her since long ago.

Lyanna walked around her castle with anxious heart. She walked to a large lake with blue clear water. She sat on a big stone beside the lake, watched the clear air waved slightly everytime the wind caress it. She arsorbed in her own tought for a ling time. Her daydream stopped when she heard a low pained growled from an animal, not too far from the place where she sat. She stood up and walked near to the voice came. He looked at six foxes that wounded badly behind a big tree. She saw two big foxes that already die and four foxes that more small than the other two. Two smaller foxes already die, one barely live and one that less wounded looked really pissed and guarded the other that still alive when it saw her. Maybe the foxes being attacked by human.

"Do you and your sister still want to live?"
The fox hissed and said, "Who are you? You have human form and can speak in our language."
"Maybe I'll tell you who am I someday. Do you and your sister want to live?"
The fox saw his sister and said, "Yes, we still want to live."

After that incident, both of the foxes always followed her everywhere. They also protected her from everything that can gamage her. She always love them and treat them as her own family.

She walked away from his castle. She needed to visit her friend. She knew that the man was still in the place where he was unconciousness before. She didn't bothered to help the man or at least covered him because she knew, the man can took care of his self. She turn her head and looked at the man that just regained his consciousness with icy silver eyes. Her foxes body's already melted and vanished together with their blood that splattered in the snow for hours ago.

Lyanna looked the man, considered wether she should take him in or not. She looked at the sun that already high in the sky the decided to leave the man. There will be someone to be exact a creature that will came to her castle today. Knowing his character, the creature will likely help the man and take him in to her castle. She walked alone gracefuly to a certain direction.

After she lost from the sight, someone came like what she predicted before. It was a bear-like human that has more than 8 feet in high. He has dark brownish fur all over his body. He looked at the man that tried to walk wobbly, helped him stood more plumb. "Are you okay? Do you need help?" He said that with a rough voice. Humans usually will ran whenever they saw him but actually he was a kind creature that will gladly help every people that has trouble.

(OOC: Do you already have story line or plot? Please let me know about it if you have, so I can adjust myself with that.)

The man punched the last soldier, knocking him out. He looked around as the rest fled from the fog.

"They started it."

He looked down at his body. The stomach wound had left a pale scar as it closed.

"Crap, that sword was silver. Figures.."