Akmon stood there staring at the naked woman laying unconscious in the snow, surprised that she was even there. He inhaled, taking in her scent and finding rabbit. He shifted to his human form, white fur melting away as he reached out to roll her over. His eyes were immediately drawn to the wound at her shoulder. It looked like she had taken an arrow and in her escape it had dislodged itself. He sighed as he lifted her, holding her limp form close as he made his way back through the snow to his cave. She was ice cold and pale, her breathing barely there, but at least she was still alive. He put her down on his bed of furs and covered her then went to retrieve something to clean and bandage the wound with. Once finished that, he got a fire going, building it up so it would quickly warm the cave. She shivered, a small groan pushing past her lips then she fell silent again. He shift back to his wolf form and pushed beneath the blankets, curling up close to her. If he wanted her to survive long enough to give him answers then he was going to have to get her body temperature up.