<blockquote>The winds were impossibly strong as the small wolf wove her way between the towering trees of the Wildwood, her fluffy static coat whipping back and forth, parting in places to reveal the skin and bone she was underneath. She had been wandering for days since she had fled the Sacred Grove, her exhaustion and hunger still distracting her beyond reason.
So absorbed in her own thoughts was Aniu, that she almost missed the cracking creak as a large tree began to fall. The passing shadow her only warning it was coming. Her fur stood on end but she was rooted to the spot. An earsplitting scream passed her lips as the barky beast came to land not even two steps from where she had been planning on walking... Perhaps it was a good thing she had frozen.</blockquote>