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Seigo walked slowly through the thick layer of snow. His white fur almost blending with the environment, almost... A wide black stain from his snout to his chest and the end of his paws and tail marked his position. But it wasn't his fur, it was his blood causing that stain all against his ventral area. His red eyes looked around, kilometers of snow ahead. Some makes trees to one side and a small lake turned into ice. He didn't felt cold or exhausted, not even lonely as he was always in that status. The air was freezing every time he inhaled, not a soul around that could be detected.
After a few more feet walking, he did noticed something, or someone, shifting the scents around him. Seigo frowned with the change, who could be here at such and hostile area? He moved towards it, the smell turning strknger with each steps he took northeast. Then his eyes found its origin, but he didnt saw the curled up body ubder the falling snow, but a weak and solitary soul still debatibg weather to leave its body ir stay to suffer a but more. Moving closer, he looked down at a redish wolf almost entirely covered, his own mind wondering what she hasn't given up already.
Using his paw, he removed some of the snow on her face lightly, to then roll her to her side with his snout. He stared at her. He shouldn't be here, worrying about a living. He was in change of the dead, just them. Sighing, he looked around, there wasn't a best place to move her. Growing to his own actions without meaning, he laid down at her side to give her some warmth before she could freeze to death.