Baraxan stared at her still trying to piece everything together himself. “ You jumped in front of an arrow to save my life by sacrificing your own. After I tried to use my magic to revive you and could not your goddess appeared. She said you had proven yourself worthy of a second chance.” He was exhausted he had used so much power trying to save her he could barely move now. “There is no need to thank me.”<br/><br/>“We both need rest after this ordeal we can keep talking for now but we might need to stay until tomorrow.” He knew she was in pain still but he had no energy to help heal her. What would people think if they knew he almost killed himself for a wolf. He knew he had grown close to Snow he didn't realize just how close until she was dying and he could do nothing to stop it. Luckily he didn't have to deal with the pain of her death now, however now that she was an elf again would she not return home.<br/><br/>Seeing her now in person she was strikingly beautiful he watched her as she tried to rest the winces of pain made him wish he could help. She was not nearly as small as the elves that come down to trade with them he was not quite sure where she came from or how she got here. He didn't want to bother her with questions seeing as she had just regained her human form.<br/><br/>Baraxan rolled over getting to his feet and walking under the trees he grabbed what dry wood he could. Setting a fire behind a rock he slowly nursed it until its warmth could help drive out the cold. He sat back down sitting next to her as the warmth spread over them.