[Video]

[statusnotquo]

[At first there is only shuffling of material and then there's a clap of thunder. Then a yelp and sniffle. The communicator is turned over and a young girl (about 10 or 11) with wavy blond hair and blue eyes is sitting on the floor trembling. The Thunder materia is slowly rolling over the ground.]

Daddy? Mommy?

[A big black mass of fur blocks

Comments

[the_hawkseyes]

You probably shouldn't play with that gun. Are you there by yourself?

[Voice]

[statusnotquo]

Why not? My father showed me how to use one. No, the wolf is here.

[Voice]

[the_hawkseyes]

Even when you know how to use one, you shouldn't play with it unless you really need it.

Do you need some help?

[Voice]

[statusnotquo]

This place looks like someone set the trees on fire. And it's cold.

[ Voice. ]

[smokeandmortar]

[Between seeing the little girl, the wolf, and the gun, Alexander isn't quite so sure what to be worried about more. He tries to compose himself when he speaks but can't help the fact that he's a little startled.]

H... Hey. Kid? You all right?

[ Voice. ]

[statusnotquo]

No. I don't know where I am. And this wolf thinks I'm it's kid, I think.

[ Voice. ]

[smokeandmortar]

[At the very least, he's relieved that the animal isn't eating the kid.]

Wolves're a protective species, yeah. Looks like its treatin' you like a pup. Regardless, d'you need any help? It ain't safe bein' out there like that.

[ Voice. ]

[statusnotquo]

[She's a wee bit annoyed and worried.]

It keeps looking towards those run-down buildings. It doesn't look like anyone would live there.

I don't know where I am. Did someone bring me here?