She was terribly cold that morning. She could have sworn the days had been getting warmer but the chill in the air that morning said otherwise. Even with her back turned to the entrance of the private den she couldn't escape the cool breeze that nipped at the more sensitive parts of her. The tips of her ears and nose felt particularly chilled.
The large female shifted about for what felt like hours - in reality it was likely only minutes - before she let out a disappointed sigh. In an effort to seek warmth, she stretched her legs out hoping to find the familiar form of Kajika somewhere nearby. Needless to say the Parlow would be even more disappointed if he had slipped away early.