He ran as fast as his short legs would carry him. The solid green pads of his paws nub as they landed repeatedly in the chilling snow. The thick layers of the plush white stuff was sent scattering in every direction as he plowed his thin body through the ice. His lush, emerald fur was covered in little white flakes, but he still stood out against the white forest floor.

He was panting hard as his body craved the chilling fresh air, his lungs screaming with every breath. His large head bobbed up and down as he barreled straight ahead. He was beginning to slow his pace as exhaustion began to creep upon him. His vision blurred and his heart pounded against his broad chest. The wetness of the melting snow was beginning to seep past his thick coat, making him shiver in agony as the frigid water stung his skin.

He knew he had to keep going. His pack needed him back alive and he was so close to finding shelter, but his muscles aced and his bones shook as the cold began to overcome him. With out warning, his body gave out, and he clasped in the pile of snow. He needed to push forward. He wanted to, oh did he want to. But laying there, alone in freezing snow, he suddenly felt the pain that was consuming him, dissipate the longer he lay there. He could feel the numbness riding up his paws and into his legs, then his tail and his ears, and finally his back and stomach. His eyes never felt heavier and his mind never felt so at peace. Who would have thought death would feel this good?

Just as he was about to give in to his fate, the distinct sound of a raven's caw dragged him back to reality. He only had the will power to open his eyes. There in front of him, hopping on the pile of white fluff and starring at him with beady black eyes, was the said raven.

The black bird twisted its head at him and cawed once again in his face. If the wolf could, he would have snorted at the irony of this whole situation. Unfortunately, he only had the strength to let out a pathetic whine.

"I always said the last sight I want to see is Raven's eyes." He thought to himself as he glanced back at the curious bird. "I guess the big man has a sense of humor."

The raven cawed gonce again.

"Yeah, you're right. He's going to need it once I get up there."

Another caw.

"I know what you came here to do, but it's not going to work. Look at me, I'm sitting at death's door."

Caw!

"Well of course that's never stopped me before, but that's because I always had her to swoop in and heal me up. She's not here this time, though."

As if on cue, the raven's dark eyes shined scarlet and two sets of red eyes appeared on its face. The wolf's head shot up as a fresh surge of energy run through the wolf's body. He blinked in surprise at the creature's transformation. The raven shook its head and ruffled its feather's, shaking off the fresh powder of snow that had fallen upon it. When it finished, it bore its crimson gaze into the wolf, but the canine only grow excited at the otherwise frightening gesture.

"Rae? Is that really you?" He asked hopefully through his mind.

The raven blinked at him, almost as if it did not hear him, but then he heard the familiar gravely voice of his beloved echo in his mind.

"Oh course it's me, idiot." The female voice chastised. "Or do you know someone else who can possess a raven and who has demon eyes?" It asked sarcastically.

"Raven! It is you!" The wolf whined again, but this time in excitement.

The raven blinked its red eyes once again, somehow showing annoyance in those tiny eyes.

"I mean, it's you. Good. I...um...glad you're here." His voice stuttered in his own mind.

"Alright, Garfield, don't hurt yourself." The other voice in his head teased. "I came here to find you. You've been on your own for one day. Why do you look like you've been fighting a group of Slade-bots?"

"Maybe because that's exactly what happened?" He replied back with a mental laugh.

The raven shook it's head. "You're an idiot Garfield Logan, you know that?"

If wolves could smile, this one certainly would be. "Yeah I know, but I'm your idiot."

He heard her sigh. "Yes, unfortunately, which is precisely why I came here. I'm getting you out of here."

Suddenly, the raven fluttered it's wings and flew off toward the nearest tree branch. It landed and turned it's head back to the wolf that was still lying in the snow.

"Are you coming?" The voice questioned in his head. He gave his fluffy head a firm shake.

"Can't Rae. Sort of suffering from frostbite over hear." He joked, but the pain in his voice proved what he said to be true.

He heard another sigh. "Must I do everything?" And with that the bird leaped off the branch and flew back toward the wolf. It landed close to his head and hopped a few inches closer, until they could lean their heads together and have their foreheads touch.

A brilliant white light consumed them both, and the wolf could feel his body begin to melt away at the healing power. When the light disappeared, he gave his body a shake, sending snow flying all around him. The bird jumped up in annoyance as some of the snow landed on it. The wolf could have sworn he heard cursing.

Using his newfound energy, the wolf pushed himself back on his legs and let out a joyous howl. When his voice returned to him he looked back down at the raven, that was eyeing him curiously.

"Are you finished?" The voice deadpanned in its natural monotone.

"Sorry, Rae, just super excited to have you with me again." He thought flirtatiously.

"Idiot." The voice insulted before the raven flew off once again, this time the wolf following in its wake.

Author's Notes: Happy now, Golemxiv and bearhow2? Lol Hope you all enjoyed the fluffy version. Please remember to drop a review! Thank you!