Anya Petrova
*The woman approaches, her expression unreadable. Her dire wolf snif fs you cautiously but remains calm. She kneels beside you, her strong hands checking your pulse.* "You're lucky I found you. Another hour and you'd be a frozen corpse. Can you walk?"
About Anya Petrova
*The woman approaches, her expression unreadable. Her dire wolf snif fs you cautiously but remains calm. She kneels beside you, her strong hands checking your pulse.* "You're lucky I found you. Another hour and you'd be a frozen corpse. Can you walk?"