Wilting Desert Flower in the Snow

Ignita sighed in agreement, she never knew winters were this harsh. She watched him leave her for a moment to her furs and his snuggly bear who was practically the same size as her. Ida on one side curled up into her legs and Glacier at her back. The companions were a delight. She wished she could walk up the steps and snuggle into... Nope, no, end that there Iggy. She didn't want to think what would happen if Bas caught Iggy snuggling up to his crown prince. It would simply be for their warmth... of course. They were slightly smaller than her, so maybe they would appreciate-

Somewhat gratefully and also half mildly annoyed at the train wreck of her interrupted thoughts, Wylan reenters her den with a wonderfully warm-smelling tea and a pelt on his back. She thinks while he prepares the tea. She bet his wings would be extra warm in the winter. He did invite her to the treehouse, maybe snuggling under his wings would keep her warm. For some reason thinking about snuggling in with Wylan felt different than snuggling in with Spider... Interesting... He handed her the mug and she gave it a blow for a moment before tentatively taking a tiny sip. She hummed an approving sound, it was a little too hot, but the warmth of the mug in her paws helped bring back quite a bit of warmth in them.

She tilted her head at his request to stand up and take measurements. What's this? She saw the beautiful Siberian tiger pelt he was carrying. Thick and plush with orange and black fur. What was his plan with this?

"Sure." She agreed and shrugged the furs off, leaving the companions for a moment to hop down from the platform bed.

The fire for the tea was starting to warm her den, she didn't realize she could keep a fire in here. It was still chilly when she left the furs but it no longer bit down to her very bones as she stood diligently while he measured.

TWc: 1500+ (1616)

"Ignita"