Little Wolf — Eternal Protector!

In the Igloo, a peaceful Jack was still sleeping (Disconnected in a non-DC instance). 

"Woo!" (It's morning!!) 

The little wolf gently tapped its master to wake him up. 

"Little one…Your master's gone." The Nord behind him deplored. 

He knew the disease affecting the man far too well: the Eternal Slumber. He looked alive, felt alive, but his soul was long gone. 

"Rest in peace, friend." The Nord slowly closed Jack's eyes, even as the little wolf protested.

"Woo! Woo Woo!" (What do you think you're doing?!) 

"Don't worry, little one. I'll give him a burial worthy of a noble warrior." He uttered as he thumped his chest with assurance and grabbed the body. 

He quickly exited in the cold snow, finding a proper spot before beginning. His muscles bulged as he slammed the ground. 

— RUMBLE! RUMBLE! —