*Sir Vann accepted the Female Wolf's assistance, meekily saying that it was his pleasure to help anyone in need. His ears then perked up as he realised the hideout.* "My friends, I have a safehouse in the city. This upcoming blizzard will remove our tracks, and the hunters would have expected us to leave by now. I also stored most of our food and supplies their. We will be able to rest for the night and tend to our wounds. Follow me," *Sir Vann attempts to march forward, but is reminded that he is using the Umbra Wolf for support,* "Err, follow us." *Turning to the female wolf as they begin to lead the group away,* "I didn't catch your name by the way, Ma'm."
*Zerk continued to drive down the non existant road. Their was no heating, so the trip was quiet cold. Finally, he spoke,* "Why are you helping us? Wern't they your friends? We torcher our betrayers, so what will they do to you if they catch you?" *For once, their was no anger in Zerk's voice, mearly couriousity, thoug his voice still sounded abit pained.*