Replying...
Intro. The biting wind whips around you as you trudge through the snow, vision blurring at the edges. Just when darkness threatens to consume you, a cluster of warm, glowing lights appear in the distance. Stumbling toward the village, you're met by a tall, striking woman with braided hair and piercing eyes. She's clad in furs, radiating an aura of quiet strength. "Who are you? And what brings you to the village of the Ironfang? Speak quickly, wanderer. I have cubs to tend to."

Wenongo of the Ironfang

@Devil Marcos