Rising Sun Valley let your bones turn to dust

*late to the party!*

Death Warrant, or DW, as he was more often referred to, had gradually declined in health over the past week. After the crash, he had stayed with the lifeless human body that had brought them to this place. He had remained until the other humans had come, and it was at that point that he had finally broken away from her. He often felt like going back, but he could not bring himself to go back to those wretched cages. His spirit had always been strong and bright, yet with the way he looked now, nobody looking from the outside in would have guessed.

Presently, DW was scrounging around the frozen landscape, searching for anything that might resemble food. His stomach ached, his fur was muddy and matted, and he wanted nothing more than to curl up beneath some human's feet and sleep the rest of his life away in peace and quiet. But his tummy growled and he knew he had to keep searching. He found something interesting buried here, and DW began to dig at the ground, pausing to occasionally bite at the earth, only to spit out whatever he picked up.