Yeah, this is 'Call Of The Wild' Hetalia style!

Alaska. A place that releases the primitive side of life. There are rules that must be obeyed in order to survive and your chance of survivals are limited.

As for the trio, they can't tell or remember how far they've been traveling. They only knew about one thing and that is to get home. Little did they know, the cold tundra has effected them. Especially Lapras.

" Are we there yet?" asked Lapras as he looked up to see Mr Puffin flying to look for a sign. " Nah, no sign or anything!" Mr Puffin squawked disappointingly. Then, the both of them looked behind to see Kumajirou plodding through the snow slowly, as if he's trying to remember something.

" What's on your mind Kumajirou?" asked Lapras, who slowed down. " I remembered something," Kumajirou whispered. " We are halfway there and the closest part of Canada is Dawson."

" Great," Mr Puffin muttered. " Just great! We are all going to starve and we will be eaten by wolves by the time we reached there."

But Lapras was not convinced. " Maybe there is a way! We just have to stop and listen for some help."

The polar bear and puffin looked at him as if he was crazy. " Are you saying that we should ask a wolf for help?" said the uneasy Mr Puffin. Lapras nodded.

" Yes, Mr Puffin. Wolves are survivors in these kind of conditions. We may endure the cold, but they are the beast at tracking down prey and food that are hidden in this wasteland. So if we asked a wolf about a way to get to Dawson as soon as possible, we could repay the debt," explained Lapras.

Mr Puffin perched on Lapras' head. " Are you thick in the head?" he squawked. " The only debt we'll pay a wolf is to get eaten!"

" I agree with Lapras," said Kumajirou. " What other choices to we have in this wilderness."

So the three of them continued their journey slowly and kept a sharp eye out for a wolf. But for a long journey like this, the three of them were very hungry. " Alright Mr Wild," Mr Puffin squawked at Lapras. " Where the hell are we going to find food?"

Lapras chuckled and pat the icy-snowed ground. " Can you feel it guys? Below us are some fishes and the only way to get them is to break the ice."

He looked at Kumajirou. " Polar bears are known for breaking the ice to hunt seals and fish," he explained. " So, if you don't mind breaking the ice, Kumajirou?"

" Gladly," said Kumajirou and he stood on his hind legs, lifting his front paws and thrusts it into the ice! The ice cracked made a hole in the ground and the three of them saw a few fishes swimming around. Lapras smirked at the shocked Puffin.

" Dinner is served."

The three of them fished out the fishes and ate them hungrily. " You're a genius Lapras," praised Kuumajirou. Mr Puffin agreed until he caught a strange fish.

" Hey guys!" cried Mr Puffin. " Look what I've found."

Lapras and Kumajirou looked at the strange fish. It had a pale-white coloured like the ice and the body was as fragile as a glass. " It's an ice fish," said Lapras.

Then, Kumajirou has an idea. " Guys, I've been thinking about this journey."

" And?" asked Mr Puffin.

" And I've been thinking of naming the three of us as a team!"

Before the three of them could respond, they heard a faint cry going 'Ki-yi, ki-yi' and a long howl. And that's when they all knew it was a wolf.

Oh, what are they going to do now?