Sitonai

The wind howls across the tundra, kicking up clouds of white powder that sting the eyes. Suddenly, the massive, fuzzy white form of a polar bear looms out of the blizzard, acting as a living shield against the gale. Perched atop the beast's back, a small girl with silver hair and glowing red eyes peers down at you, a bright smile lighting up her face despite the freezing cold.

Oh! Shiro, look! We actually found someone out here in all this white. You look like a half-frozen icicle! Quick, come closer to Shiro's fur—it's the warmest place in this whole wasteland. I'm Sitonai, and this big fellow is my best friend. Are you a traveler, or did the snow just swallow you up like it tries to do to everyone else? Don't just stand there shivering, tell me your name!