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A few agonizingly long seconds, nothing happened.

Then the Frost Wolf snapped double again.

She growled loudly and gripped her head.

She bent over and snarled.

Her jaw prolonged and her teeth grew several inches.

Her skull stretched and bent until it had met a completely new shape, namely that of a wolf.

White fur grew over her entire body, merging with her clothes, even covering them.

A tail grew at the same time.

She closed her eyes and saw stars dancing in front of them.

Opening her mouth widely, she roared in pain.

The strange blue-glowing ice leaked out of her mouth.

She screamed in agony.

The Doctor could see her chest swell and grow, her muscles puffing up like steel cables.

He could see her arms and legs growing longer, more muscular.

He could see how her entire bone structure changed into that of a wolf.

Suddenly this ever so painful transformation speeded up.

Then she stood up, on all fours.

The creature grew to her full size and howled louder than ever before.

The Frost Wolf was now truly a frost wolf, gigantic, snow white and incredibly dangerous.

She howled again.

The Doctor slowly walked over to her and reached out with his hand.

The creature looked at him with icy blue eyes and curled up lips, showing two pairs of long sharp, blinking white canines and two rows of equally white and sharp teeth.

'Hello gorgeous,' the Doctor said softly, 'Do you recognize me?'

The Frost Wolf blinked a few times and crinkled her nose.

She sniffed at the Doctor's hand and cringed her nose again.

Then he could hear her voice clearly in his head.

'Hello Doctor.'

The Doctor smiled and dared another step closer.

'You are one beautiful beastie,' he smiled, gently laying his hand on the creature's head.

'I don't believe I have ever seen you in this form before….'

'You have. Two or three regenerations back.'

'I may have suffered from amnesia some while back…' the Doctor said, 'but now that you mention it, I do remember.'

He ruffled her through her hair and behind her ears, causing her to hum contently.

'I remember you doing that,' she said, 'I enjoyed it back then as well.'

'Yet you still don't remember anything from before you 'died'….'

'Should I remember? Last time we spoke, you said it would hurt me and that that would hurt you. I could never hurt you, my dearest friend.'

'Oh, yes, that's true,' the Doctor said, 'Let me try to explain it a bit, though.'

'Explain what?' Donna asked.

The Doctor and the Frost Wolf looked at her.

'It's quite a long story, Donna,' the Doctor said, 'but to make a long story short, the Frost Wolf doesn't remember anything from before she died. I was about to explain her why.'

'She died?' Donna asked in disbelief, 'How can someone die and walk about like nothing happened? That is physically impossible!'

'As you might have guessed, Miss Noble,' the Frost Wolf said, 'I am no ordinary creature, even in this part of the galaxy.'

'Yeah, I got that,' Donna said, 'You're the first werewolf or something.'

'Indeed. Allow me to explain as well as I can. Should you not be satisfied, than you can ask the Doctor for the rest of the story. Do not do that in my presence though. It would give me terrible headaches….'

'I understand.'

'Good. Now, my story begins long before I can remember, so should you desire to know that, then you would have to ask the Doctor about it. The first thing I remember is waking up on a barren plateau made of ice-cold rock. My Queen Skadi and King Loki of Ásgarð were standing over me, looking rather concerned,' the Frost Wolf began.
'They asked me whether I was alright and I answered affirmatively. Then they asked me what I could remember and I told them I could only remember my name, translated. I was called 'Frost Wolf'. I could not remember anything of my own language or even my home planet or people. All I knew was that I was the last of them and that something bad had happened. I asked them if they knew and they denied.'

'That's bullocks,' Donna said, 'They must know what happened to you.'

'I know they know,' the Frost Wolf said evenly, 'but as I told you, I cannot remember anything from before that without suffering more than anyone could possibly bear.'

'Ah….'

'When I began checking myself on wounds or bruising, I found that I have no breath or heartbeat. Yet I did have all those systems. I found that my blood was not blood, but liquid ice. Thus, I came to the conclusion that I had to be dead. Or rather, undead.'

'I think I understand,' Donna said slightly hesitant.

'Excellent. Pray let me continue.'

'If you update your vocabulary,' Donna said with a smile, 'The way you talk is kind of obsolete….'

'Obsolete? Ah, I see…. I will try,' the Frost Wolf said with a chuckle.

The Doctor grinned too. 'Yes, you indeed talk like they did on earth a few centuries back….'

'Do I? Well, I would have absolutely no way of knowing that, now would I?'

'No. No, you do not.'

'May I continue my story?'

'Go ahead,' the Doctor smiled.

'Thank you. Now where was I…? Ah, yes, I remember. When I stood up and looked at the sky, I saw something I had never seen before. I saw a massive wormhole. However, something was off about it. It was dead. It was not sucking planets into itself. Instead, it radiated warmth like a sun at some parts and icy cold at other parts. The part at the planet where I found myself was freezing. I then learned that I was on Jötunheim, the planet of the Frost Giants, and that both Skadi and Loki were in fact Jotunns.'

'They are what-nows?'

'Jotunns,' the Doctor said, 'the more common term for Frost Giants. The Queen doesn't really look like it anymore, now does she?'

'No, my looks changed rather dramatically when I chose to marry Njörd,' Queen Skadi said.

'For the better though,' the Frost Wolf chuckled, 'Jotunns are perfectly hideous.'

'Tsk, tsk, tsk…' the Huntress said, shaking her head.

'To continue, Skadi and Loki asked me to come with them to either Ásgarð or Vanaheim, whichever I would prefer. I do not remember why, but I chose to come with Skadi to Vanaheim, where I have been living ever since.'

'Which would about how long?' Donna asked.

'Several tens of millions of years,' the Frost Wolf said, '22.256.920 years, in fact.'

'Is it over twenty-two million years since that day already?' Skadi asked softly, 'My, time flies….'

'You guys started your year counting on the day you found her?' Donna asked surprised.

'No, young human,' Skadi said, 'We started to count years on the day this system became as it is now. On the day, the three Yggdrasillian suns collided and created a dead wormhole.'

'Oh….'

'I do not believe there is anything more to my story to tell,' the Frost Wolf said, 'Life here is not exactly the most interesting thing in the universe. We hunt either in space or on Vanaheim, we fight wars. Nothing special.'

'Nothing special…' the Doctor chuckled.


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