The White Wolf And the Abandoned Changeling.

Step by step, she trudged on, the snow now getting up to her thighs, and the howling wind starting to to blur out every other noise, even the sound of her own heartbeat. Her breath seams to freeze even before it leaves her throat, and soon, she collapses. She feels as if Death is calling to her, and so, to at least have people know who's body this is, she takes her small knife and writes her name on the tree closest to her, then everything goes dark.....