Nunki

It was a chilly night when they met. Nunki, bloodied after a fight with a hostile pack, limping along the trail and trailing blood after her. If she didn't find cover soon some other creature would surely come pick her off.

When she laid eyes upon the liver colored wolf she bared her teeth and let out a raspy snarl. She was wounded and weak, but she wouldn't go down without a fight.

The stranger wolf stood still, calmly taking her in. ''I'm not gonna hurt you.''

Nunki growled louder, distrusting, and took a step forward. ''Back off!''

''I'm Ursa. I'm also alone. If you want, you can come with me. I'm going to the mountains.''

''Why?''

''I am pulled there by... Something. So I'm going.'' The other wolf paused before softly speaking again. ''But company would be nice.''

Blindly going along with whatever stranger wolf popped it's head out of the woods was stupid, but right now going on alone seemed stupider. So Nunki followed with a huff. ''You got any herbs?''