Snow. Comfy.

She would wake up with a jolt, watching the wolf who had whispered boo in her ear, startling her awake. She kept a calm expression as she stood up, shaking the snow of of her pelt. "Boo to you as well," she would say with a small smile, heer head pulsing with the pain to rest more than she had. The fae would seat herself neatly upon her haunches, wrapping her tail around her paws.