Arashka wandered around the barren plains. She had been stuck out here for days, the snow freezing her pawpads and cracking them, often making them bleed. The snow always set upon this land. She had no pack, no friends.. no nothing. Nothing at all. Apart from herself and her shadow. She was a gorgeous grey wolf, with long fluffy fur and a lithe structure. She had sparkling green eyes, which were always shadowed with thoughts. She was well-kept, and she was a great hunter and she had a huge amount of power in her jaws, and also in her legs which allowed her to run quickly and quietly. She had a thick, fluffy tail which was always either wagging or twitching. She padded along, her ears flickering, pacing back and forth as she searched the barren land.