It was cold. The morning sun was just rising over the horizon. Morning dew lay fresh on the forest floor. The only thing interrupting the serenity of the peaceful atmosphere was the strangled breaths coming from an injured wolf who was limping through the woods.

He was cold, tired, and scared. He knew he didn't have much time left, his injuries were too severe. Even his healing abilities wouldn't be enough to save him.

He was cast out of his pack for being weak. They beat him, threw him over the territory borders, and left him for dead.

He walked with no direction, no plan. He was now a rogue wolf. His eyes began to droop and his aching legs were starting to go numb. He was so tired. Black dots danced in his already blurred vision. His time was coming to an end, he knew it. The closest hospital was back in his packs territory and he had a sneaking suspicion that he may not be exactly welcomed there. There wouldn't be another hospital for miles.

As the wolf was about to lay down, he heard a twig snap to his left. Without thought, his body got into a defensive stance and let out low warning growls, even though it brought him immense pain. He tried with all his might to focus on identifying the threat coming his way but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't.

As a figure came out of the shrubbery, his warning growls raised to a higher volume. He wondered if it was one of his old pack members coming to finish the job.

"Easy. Don't be frightened, I won't hurt you." The voice was, soft and comforting. His body immediately relaxed and his growls were reduced to painful whimpers. "I just want to help."

A soft hand was placed delicately on his forehead and like a tidal wave crashed over his body, a wave of relief washed over him and the overwhelming pain that he was just experiencing mere moments ago was gone. He let out a sigh of relief.

He looked up and locked eyes with the most memorizing pair of green eyes, "There, that's it. Everythings going to be ok." The voice was much like a siren, he felt like he was being put under a trance.

"Rest."

He tried his hardest to continue staring into the hypnotic green irises in front of him but as the adrenaline dissipated from his body and with his wolf agreeing with the notion of rest, it was a losing battle. He didn't know what was going to happen, but what's life without leaps of blind trust right? And who better than a stranger you met in the forest he thought sarcastically.