50 years before the events of the movie
A larger than average arctic wolf struggled against the harsh winds of the North Pole, a large wound on its flank that bled with every step it took. The snow behind the wolf was stained red in a macabre version of a trail for someone else to follow. The wolf was close to North's workshop though, all it had to do was make it inside and it could rest, take the time to heal, and then go after the person that had attacked them. It only hoped that it wasn't interrupting anything important by stumbling in, bleeding all over the hardwood floors that probably took hours to clean. Finally the wolf caught sight of the lone yeti that stood guard outside the workshop. The wolf gathered what was left of its strength to let out one long and loud howl that seized the attention of the yeti before the wolf fell into the snow, too weak from the blood loss to continue standing. The yeti let out a strangled shout and ran towards the fallen wolf. With all the care of a parent, the yeti picked up the wolf and cradled the creature to its chest before making a beeline back to the workshop.
Luck was on the wolf's side as it was only September thus North wouldn't be running around the workshop like a madman yet. This meant the yeti, Phil, had no problem getting North's attention. It helped that no one could really ignore a yeti that was standing right in front of them.
"Phil, should you not be guarding the entrance?" North questioned. Phil moved his arms slightly in order to draw attention to what he carried in his arms, responding to North's question in the yeti language. North's eyes widened when he saw what was in Phil's arms. It was no longer a wolf though, which startled Phil but he hid it well, but now a girl no older than 20 years old. She was a small slip of a girl but that was probably because she was being held in the arms of a yeti, her hair was a bright auburn color, her skin was lightly tanned from being out in the sun, and North took note of what looked like tattoos adorning both of her shoulders and extending to the middle of her upper arm.
But what caused North to pause was the blood that was slowly dripping down from her abdomen, the wound looked pretty deep with the blood completely soaking the shirt that she was wearing. She was also breathing a bit too shallow for it to be normal. She may not have been a child but North was not going to let someone die on his watch.
"Get her to infirmary now!"
Author here~ Sorry for the terrible summary, I've never been good at writing those. But if you clicked on the story then something must've caught your attention and I thank you. I extend even more gratitude if you made it through the prologue and to this very sentence. Also I'm sorry for such a short prologue!
I can't guarantee that I'll update this in a timely fashion but I can say that I will update as soon as I finish and edit the chapters. Also if you have any criticism, I will gladly take it as I'm always looking to further my writing skills. If you want to leave a review, go for it. If you want to fave this, you will flatter me.
Oh and the first few chapters are in the works if my brain ever decides to finally decide on a direction to take the story so that's always something.