the cold wont frost my heart

Indigo promised that he would never hate her and it was enough for the young wolf. She smiled and curled into him, still on her back but resting the back of her head upon one of his legs. Again she pulled him close, forcing a bear hug upon his neck until he rested his head on her chest. "Let's promise to always be close, Indy." She yawned. Now that she was warm, the small girl was getting tired as well.

Wiggling so that she lay sprawled between Indigo's outstretched forelegs, she kept his head upon her chest and stomach, acting as a pillow for him. One leg was still draped over his neck. Eyes that matched her brother's coat slowly closed and soon sleep claimed her. Relief at their reconciliation served to speed the process.