In the forest a small and frail little wolf pup was wandering around by himself. He had gotten left behind by his family, being too weak to keep up. He felt so sad and didn't know what to do, he didn't even have a name. If he didn't find someone to take care of him he knew he would die out here. The pup was about to give up when the smell of food blew past him. He looked around and noticed some kind of structure up ahead. Driven by instinct, he kept walking towards it. He came to some weird trees all lined up next to each other. He could just squeeze underneath them and ended up in some grass on the other side. He looked up at the big structure and knew that was where the good smell was coming from. He was cautious of the new territory, but his hunger made him move forward. He struggled to step up onto some strange grey and solid dirt before he couldn't move anymore. He started to whine as he collapsed, hoping something inside would hear and help him.