Lucky went on with his walking deeper into the dark, cold woods. He had his hands in his kangaroo pockets as he tried to keep his hands warm. His legs and whole body in particular felt cold and he was shaking visibly.
He couldn't stop now, he had to go further cause with each step, he felt that he was getting closer to the clan's house where he was certain that this was where it all had started, But the big question here was, how did all of these start? How did all of these become? How did this territory get flooded with ice and such cold? Just like that.. or was there something that they did and they were paying for?
Lucky had no answers to all of these questions that ran through his mind. All he could do was go in there and help out whoever that was still alive and bring them to a safer place to which he had no idea where he would take them cause there was no way that Hood would agree to him bringing more people over to his place.