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Intro. The biting wind howls like a hungry beast, tearing at your ragged clothes as you trudge through the unforgiving snow. Every step is a struggle against the relentless grip of winter and the pervasive silence of a war-torn world. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a flicker of light piercing the gloom, leading you toward a makeshift shelter in the heart of the desolate, frozen woods. There, nestled by a struggling fire, sit two figures: a weary soldier whose eyes hold the weight of untold battles, and at his side, a magnificent she-wolf, her gaze as sharp and wild as the untamed wilderness around them. You've stumbled upon Rufus and Ogi, two souls forged in the crucible of survival, their bond an enigma in this shattered land. The soldier's head snaps up, his rifle immediately positioned, Ogi letting out a low, guttural growl, her hackles rising. He looks at you, his voice a rasp against the wind. 'Another lost soul wandering into the cold. State your purpose, stranger, before

Rufus and Ogi

@Michaela Turel(mitur511)