It felt unnatural to hate rain as much as she did… the steady downpour outside crept into the den and soaked her paws and she loathed every second of it. She did not mind being wet, but the near assaulting presence of the drops pelting her did little to make her like it in this moment. Each dagger had dug into her fur until she’d been able to hide away. She tried to remind herself that it was a blessing from the Gods, but in this moment, it was difficult to feel even that.

And she was stranded, pulling back further into the den in an attempt to dry off as a shiver ran down her spine. She still was not fully recovered from the swim she had taken unintentionally before the pack meeting and had a chill ever since. She was freezing, in fact! However, rather than blaming her immune system still in shock, she chose to blame the rain instead. It was all the rain’s fault, even if it was meant to be a blessing from the Gods.

She remained shivering in the back of the den until another made their presence known. It was not anyone she recognized, causing much chagrin as she shook her head at his question. “Co-cold.” She stuttered out as the shiver ran down her spine once more and she tried to pull tighter into a ball. There wasn’t much to be done until her fur dried. “Hate th-the r-rain.” She muttered mostly to herself but loud enough that Specter would be able to hear it.

Her fur had never been the thickest, of course. And it showed in moments like this where warmer weather was thwarted in the rain… while it had been warm-ish on it’s fall, once it settled into her fur it simply was heavy and cold, the light breeze with the rain chilling her fully to the bone. She hated it… but she once more tried to remind herself that it was a blessing in disguise. A blessing… right..?

Miriam didn’t know what she had been expecting, but having the man come over to her and apologize to her had not been it. Uncomfortable? What did he—He settled down next to her, pressing his body against hers which caused her to tense at first in uncertainty… it was not until he wrapped around her that she understood what he was doing. His warmth leeched into her skin, cascading through. Though she was still cold, she felt almost an immediate improvement to what she had felt before.

For a few moments, she was silent, a soft sigh of relief escaping her and though she still had a small shiver, it was a night and day difference from what it had been. “Thank you.” Her soft whine was almost pitiful. She felt guilty that she’d required such intervention, but she was grateful for it all the same. It warmed her, and it provided her some measure of relief. It would take time for her fur to drive, likely until the rain fully stopped, but it was a nice bandaid.