A desolate mountaintop in the north.

“Oh…”

Today marked the fifth day of our stay in the north. The lady and I had come to the snowy fields of the north to do some exploring.

-Growl…

We had dug a hole, cut some branches, and covered the hole with them as camouflage. Now, we were observing a pack of wolves on the move.

Judging from the way the wolves were sniffing the ground with their noses to the ground, they seemed to be looking for prey.

The lady who was observing the wolves with binoculars called out to me in …