**SPOILER ALERT! Mass Effect Andromeda**

Cora Harper couldn't remember how she arrived to the forest clearing she found herself in. Comms were down, and her omni-tool showed that the Tempest wasn't in orbit. Hell, it wasn't even in the system. In fact, the last thing she did remember was following Scott into the Remnant vault on a newly charted system.

"SAM, where am I?" she asked aloud.

There was a pause before the AI responded. When he did, the vocals were tinny and mildly distorted, though she could understand well enough. "Unknown. There was a burst of neutrino particles accompanied with quantum field distortions as you passed through the gravity well within the vault. I detect artificial structures in the immediate vicinity."

Cora cast about to take in her surroundings, stopping when she spied a game trail through the undergrowth. She pointed at it. "What about that path, Sam? Will that get me there? And what about the others, Scott and Vetra, are they nearby?" She didn't like this situation. This place reminded her of Havarl, but more tame. That didn't necessarily mean it was safe.

"The path is not direct, however, scans of the terrain indicate that it would be the most efficient route. None of the others are within range."

Cora set off at a light jog. "That's good enough for me." She ran for about twenty minutes, during which she observed the sound of what she presumed were forest creatures. Coupled with the fact that there was an abundance of flora, it was reasonable to assume that this world was very habitable. A strong outpost candidate, she thought. That assumed, of course, that she could get back to civilization first. "One thing at a time, Harper," she muttered between short breaths.

The peaceful surroundings, along with the rhythm of her pumping legs and arms, began to lull her into a kind of meditative state. Her concern about being lost on an alien planet drifted to the background. Panic would not do her any good. There could easily be an Angaran presence here, maybe a lost colony. Even if there was no one here, and if she couldn't find a way back to her team- her friends - she could probably survive off the land as a last resort. Her Asari commando training had come from huntresses with centuries of experience, and she had learned those lessons well.

Cora was mentally reviewing her supplies when she heard shouts and howls from farther down the trail. She lengthened her stride into an all-out sprint, flooding her arteries with adrenaline. Less than a minute later, she broke through the tree line and skidded to a stop.

The scene before her was chaos. A blonde, well-tanned man in umber cargo shorts and a tan vest tumbled amidst more than a dozen upright wolf creatures of some sort. The tumble turned into a roll that launched him up from the ground directly in front of one of the wolfman-thing. His knee rocketed into the thing's lower jaw with a sharp crack even as it tried and failed to encircle the man with outstretched arms. The man was too quick - and agile, Cora noted. He nimbly planted his feet on his stunned opponent's shoulders and leaped away from the enraged beast like a coiled spring. The wolf was flung violently back into two of its fellows, and they all fell into a tangled mess of snarling, furry limbs.

The blonde's trajectory carried him between two more wolves. He snatched each by an ear, which caused him to lurch to a stop and flip up. He used that sudden transfer of momentum to smash the two heads together. One yelped and jerked away, and the other snarled and swiped its claws wildly. The man was good, but there was only so much he could do while he hung suspended in the air. He threw up a hasty double forearm block, and the blow sent him flying toward another pair of wolves. They had anticipated it, and had already jumped towards him, claws outstretched.

Cora had seen enough, and charged in at full speed. When she was about twenty meters from the nearest wolf, she gathered her biotic energy and flung herself forward with a yell. The attack took the creature completely by surprise, and drove it face first into the ground. She followed it up with a nova strike to the base of its skull, which collapsed with a satisfying crunch. The force of the explosion threw three more of them forward into the air.

Cora wasted no time snatching them up with a singularity, which caught up another two. She grinned and drew her Avenger rifle. "Just like fish in a barrel!" she shouted, and she opened fire, giving each wolf a three round burst.

"Well alright, now it's a party!" the man yelled in cheery reply.

Cora's smile deepened and gave way to a laugh. "Something tells me these bums didn't bring any beer!"

"I know, right? What a- Why you little-!" his reply was interrupted by a particularly nasty growl, followed by a series of meaty sounding smacks. Cora could see blurring legs and arms from the corner of her eye. "Buncha' moochers!"

A/N - Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I posted anything. No, I haven't grown bored of the stories I have going. Between the suddenly crazy hours at work, and the cubital tunnel problems I'd been having, I had to take a step back from writing. The good news is that my elbows are feeling much better now, and things at work are hopefully going to settle down soon. So rejoice, you my handful of faithful fans - story time will resume very soon! Here we have a little taste of something that piqued my interest, a little mini-prompt about a favorite character from the last game you played and how well they would fare after being tossed into Remnant. It's a it of fun, and who knows? Maybe I'll write a little more for it. ;)

Until next time!