Her eyes, soft and tender, examined his for a brief moment, a smile crossing her face before her head landed on the snow once more, her body sidling up to his. Though she had mentioned his warmth, she felt like the inside of a just heated fireplace. Odd.<br/><br/>The pale light casting from the moon illuminated her cream colored skin, her robed body seeming to glow under the inspection of the moonbeams. Whoever she was, the man felt obligated to take care of her. She was barely clothed and alone in the Northern forest, a vicious and uninhabited area of Hokkaido. He needed to get her warm food and drink. Hopefully with enough nurturing, the woman could return to consciousness and possibly explain her supernatural appearance. He reached out with both arms, scooping her up gently. She felt almost weightless, her body levitating rather than weighing him down. His eyes moved down her body, noting that the glow that had once accompanied her was now gone.<br/><br/>Who was she?<br/><br/>___<br/><br/>The sun was beginning to peek over the tree line, revealing a small but cozy looking cabin propped up in a roundish clearing that was surrounded by thickets of dense pines, providing a natural source of cover. Not that he would need to be worried about anyone seeking him out, but just in case...<br/><br/>Inside the cabin was sparsely furnished. A rather large cot was up against the right side of the dwelling, a fireplace wedged up against the northern edge in which a roaring fire was burning. On the left were various tools and supplies scattered haphazardly across the floor and two wooden tables. On the cot was the form of the woman covered by a sweeping blanket made of wolf and bear pelt. Next to the cot was a tray with a glass mug, steamy liquid giving off a pleasant aroma. His broad shoulders turned from the fire, dark blue irises examining the woman once more. She hadn't stirred since he had brought her here. He approached a bit closer...<br/><br/>Just outside his door came scratching. He moved to the door, opening it to reveal a rather snow matted dog. It wasn't a hefty thing, about fifty pounds and three feet long, but it's strong muscled body gleamed against the fireplace. It walked to the fireplace, melting snow dripping off of it's now visible auburn colored coat. It scratched at the floor for a moment before settling in front of the fireplace, ears flattening against it's head. It looked up at Sasami with a bemused expression, then to the woman. It's eyes narrowed before looking to the fireplace.<br/>"You have something to say, then?" Sasami asked the dog, it's pointed ears moving up. It snorted.<br/>"Oh come now, Zareru, surely you can't object to us having company." Another snort, then the dog turned it's head to face Sasami.<br/>"Stop fussing." Silently the dog turned it's head to the fireplace.