It took awhile but she could start to feel her body warm up again. The harsh spasms had faded to small tremors and her fur had been almost completely cleared of the ice shards. She was still shivering but she didn't think that she was in any real danger anymore. God, she had been stupid. She should have watched where she was going. That rabbit wasn't worth her life. Sure, it would be food for the pack, but she had be alive in order to find more. She was slightly disappointed when he moved away but she hid it. They didn't know each other that well, so there was no reason for him to stay close. She wasn't going to die, she was fine.
He stood, motioned for her to follow, then took off down the river. She quickly snatched up the troublesome hare and loped after him. She wondered where he could possibly be going. They were leaving their catch behind. At first she thought he might just be looping back around in order to get them, but the thought quickly vanished. It wasn't until they reached the den that she knew. He was still looking after her. While she was glad, she was also frustrated. They had gone to all the trouble of finding and catching the things, they were not going to leave then for something else to eat. She had almost frozen to death for them. Dropping the hare in her jaws, she spoke. "Thank you, but I'm fine now. We need to get the catch. I wont leave them out there." Her voice was unwavering now, hardly any shiver to it at all. She really was going to be okay thanks to him, but the pack wouldn't be if they didn't bring back the prey. Her eyes were warm, but hard. She was thankful for what he had done, but she was determined. They needed to go back. If he wouldn't go with her, then she'd end up going alone. "We worked for those. I'm not going to let the effort be wasted." Surely he could understand why they needed to go back?