Wilting Desert Flower in the Snow

Wylans muzzle twitched in amusement when Ignita ducked her nose under the blankets at his question. Yes, she was cold. He scooted a little closer, and spread a wing out over her. Curling it slightly about her - blankets and all. “Sounds like winters affecting you a little more than you expected it to.” Wylan said soothingly. “Le’ts see what we can do about that, yeah? I’m just going to get some things” He explained.

He got up, giving her one last glance before trotting back out of the den. Leaving Glacier there as a live in heater as he trotted back towards his den. He grabbed some things needed for tea, and then scooped up the tiger skin, which was his share of the two kills he and Ollie had made. He’d need some help making some modifications to it, but it would do for now.

He made his way back to her den and got to work setting up his tea, and putting it to boil. “This tea is calming, and it will warm you up” he promised her. He waited until it was hot, and he could put it into a mug and hand it over to her. “Now, if you can manage, do you think you can stand up? I want to take some measurements” He explained.

WC:228
Total: 1270


"Wylan Fatalis"