Everything felt like it was happening so fast. His last memories being of a great battle for revenge. But it went entirely south, and he had lost his life. Then there was a great big light. A voice calling out to him, revealing that he had another chance to make things right. To have a second chance at a better life. It was strange to him, but he listened with all of his might. Then it was gone, vanishing quickly as if it never existed. The light radiated with a huge warmth, one without an equal. Then that too began to fade away. Before he knew it, his world opened up from a place of darkness, to a world filled with light, snow and ice.

Where on earth was he? Oberon slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times to get rid of the haziness of his vision. The smell of fresh water hung in the air, brining him to a more vivid and present state of mind. Guess the higher ups had pity on me. The male spoke with a somewhat grateful tone, though wasn't entirely happy about the situation. Couldn't they have just let him die in peace? Let him move on without the cares of the living world? No, he supposed there was more for him to do. But what? Hopefully that would be answered in time, though the snow bitten wolf wouldn't waste too much effort thinking on it.

Instead he got to his feet, feeling the stiffness in his muscles and joints as he rose. A quick inspection revealed that he was completely unharmed. No wounds of any kind, and no bruising or broken bones. Guess this was apart of the packaged deal. Oberon moved then to find the water source he had smelled only moments ago, the feeling of dryness now fully apparent in his throat. Luckily it didn't take long, as the river came into full view only a few minutes of walking. Oberon walked to the water's edge, bending down and placing his lips upon the cool liquid. Then took in as much as he could to quench his burning thirst. Then it would be time to decide where to go from here.