The beating, beating paws

The permeating chill had set the young man on edge, his stores of herbs were unlikely to last too long with so little chance of refreshing them but with the winter seeming unlikely to relinquish it's hold even into spring he knew that being prepared was more important than ever. He had dried what plants he could without them losing their potency, mostly leaves he knew could be steeped in heated water to be reactivated, but the rest he had set about bundling up into small little packages for easy carrying and hopefully to help insulate them from the cold and avoid freezing, not that they'd last too long regardless, fresh herbs would always be the most effective but if he had to he was at least prepared with what he did have, and just had to hope the cold wouldn't persist past him exhausting his stores.

As it was that night he had finished storing the last of his herbs and was nestled down in his den, which was admittedly pretty barren right now as he hadn't had much time to gather pelts to make a nice little nest, so instead he'd taken to sleeping pressed up against Hoa, who's wooly while itchy was a pretty dang good insulator. That didn't stop the deep chill of that particular night from creeping in, his tail was draped over his nose to keep it warm and he shivered slightly. The wind was howling loud enough outside of the den that it had roused him, and he blinked, lifting his head, frowning. It wasn't the wind... something was prowling around in the world out there and a deep sense of dread planted itself firmly in his stomach. Then he heard Sirius' call. He nudged Hoa awake and quickly grabbed a few of his bundles, the basics for treating wounds and raced off to answer his alpha's call.

He arrived just in time to hear Asla's report. He swallowed hard, feeling his dread deepen. Giant wolves? Well, at least he was happy he'd thought to bring his herbs. He did a quick look over the gathered wolves to make sure everyone was in good shape before he turned towards the pups. If you guys want, you can cuddle up with Hoa here, he'll help you get out of the cold." He offered, some of them were quite large at this point but the wool would still help to keep them warmer out here in the elements. He left his precious bundles with his companions as he returned to the other older wolves, clearly grim.

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