=Lilia=

You very slowly open your eyes, quickly realizing you are not where you remember being last. The air is warm and comforting. You're lying down on soft, well kept grass. As your vision becomes clearer, you notice you are on the bank of a swan lake. In front of you sits a kind looking wolf. She is wearing a crown of heather while also hoarding some in her mouth. Trusting butterflies swarm the kind soul, perching on her every once in a while.

"How did you sleep?" the she-wolf asks gently. Though, you do not answer right away. You are fixated on her features. A nice lilac coat with faint and muted patterns. Her eyes are the same color as the snow you traveled on for years.

"The snow wasnt the most comfortable. I made due, though." You managed to spit out in a raspy voice. The she-wolf chuckled. "yeah, the snow out there is rough."

"Say, where exactly am I?" You perk up a bit. The female is quick to reply. "The Arctic Circle, or also called the Flower Fields."

"Why call it the Arctic Circle? There isnt any snow." You question.

"Look again." She chuckled slyly. You glance around and are quickly proven wrong. Although you are surrounded by flowery pastures, it is impossible to miss the towering and snowy mountains.

"I was out scouting when I saw you just beyond the mountains. The winter is harsh, especially when your coat is thin. You may not have made it if I did not find you."

You were silent for a few seconds before you rose to your feet, still bloody and sore. "Thank you so much."

The she-wolf relaxes her ears and licks her lips in a friendly manner. "You're quite welcome. Say, what's your name?"

"Y/N." you respond with a faint smile, a smile that the she-wolf copies.

"I'm Lilia." She also rises to her feet. "I couldn't help but notice you're covered in ticks and wounds. Would you like me to take you to our herbalist?"

Without hesitation, you agree. The two of you patrol a short distance until you reach a rabbit foot den.

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