Chapter 1: (No POV; yet)
There is a soft knock on the blacksmith's door.
"In the middle of a typhoon? Who could that be?" Gaius asks as he backs away from the forge. "Can you get that, Raven?"
The red-haired woman is already walking to the door when he asks. She opens it partly.
"We're closed…" Raven says in her usual annoyed tone.
When there is no response and Raven opens the door fully to reveal two very dirty monsters passed out in the mud. With a shocked gasp, she steps out and inspects the pair.
"Gaius. I need… your help." The woman says as she struggles to drag the smaller of the two into the shop.
Gaius, who has been back working, turns around and spots Raven with the filthy Silver Wolf. He runs out the door and retrieves the equally messed up Hunter Wolf.
Later that night, Raven and Gaius set the monsters on some old blankets and towels.
"What should we do?" The dwarf asks as they watch the unconscious pair.
"I…I think we should help them." Raven responds. "I feel some sort of connection to them… I don't know…"
"Okay, we will just have to wait and see." Gaius tells her and heads upstairs to his bed, leaving the red-head alone with the two wolves.
"There is something… Something about you two…" She says quietly and kneels near the Silver Wolf's face. "You're different… Like me…"
The wolf starts to stir and whimper. Raven lays a hand on the beast and it calms a little.
"I… I think we'll be good friends…" She whispers and pets the dirty, but soft monster.
With every stroke, the wolf calms more and more. Soon Raven finds herself very tired.
"Good night…" She tells the pair before walking upstairs to her bed.