I'll Keep A Bedpan Lit For You

Mæva yawned as she waited for a fish to bite on the line. It was easier to feel warm when she was up and moving and not crouched on a hide on top of a frozen lake. She heard something approaching and looked up as someone shouted her name. It was unmistakably her sister. "Mara?!" She yelled in surprise before Amaranth collided with her in a fierce tackle/hug that knocked her off the pelt and onto ice. Mæva flailed about a bit before getting back up on her feet, tail wagging rapidly. "Mara, it's so good to see you, what have you been up to?" She wasn't worried about the line, she'd let her lemur look after the fishing line for awhile. After all, it was his idea to try ice fishing in the first place. He could put in a little work.