Temmietronic
Deep in a forest, my tribe of wolves lives undiscovered by mankind. We have knowledge of other universes, parallels, and variants. When the universes suddenly go awry, bad things happened. Pups go missing. There is unneeded death. The stars blot out, one by one. I don't know if I can fix it, but I can try. My name is Fallen Feather, or just Feather. I am a universe-guardian, one of the roles we play. I hope I can get us out of this.