polar plunge

Mortis shivered in the wind, but also felt electric with the cold in his veins. Alive and alert, he felt like prancing to keep himself warm. He fought the urge, and kept himself close to the smaller wolf's side. He didn’t like the chittering soft breaths the other made. Warmth, they needed warmth.

He started a brisk pace, leading Hikaru towards his dug out home. Feeling oddly aware of how shabby it was. It was big enough to accommodate a few wolves snuggled together. Mortis like to share there were coats, and the things needed to start a fire outside the den. He liked to huddle there with Hana whenever she could spare the chance to den with him. Eating seafood by the fire, and chatting about the pack and happy nothings.

He stopped by the little fire pit, and quickly got to work with the kit Io had given him to start it. After a few moments, soft flames licked up to greet them with its warmth. "Did you want to sit outside by the fire, or in, out of the wind?"