Peace Offering

He grunted at that, though he couldn’t really be bothered to answer. He could feel sleep trying to take him. The cold didn’t bother him too much. Thick as his fur was, and the little heater beside him. He could have gone to sleep on the cold ground, but Isa had other ideas. Well, if he was going to make her stay, the least he could do was ensure it didn’t kill her.

He got to his paws with a grown as she moved away from him, grabbed out some coats, and patted the ground in an obvious gesture. He trotted forward and collapsed on the coat she had placed for that purpose. He chuckled as she took every coat spare and piled them on top of her. He lay down beside her, turning his back to her, and letting her lean into him. The weight of the furs on top of him, and the gentle howling of the wind in his ears. It wasn’t the worst way to spend a night.