Stone Circle Lovely weather for a sleigh ride

He'd just begun his last set of rounds when the call reached his ears. It didn't sound urgent, so Day gave a shore howl - be right there - and finished up the last touches on the trench he'd been digging into the snow leading toward his den. After surveying his work, he hopped up and headed off toward Mara, wondering if she needed help with a trench of her own. He'd completely forgotten about the scratches on his underbelly. There were still scabs - and they itched something awful - but Day was used to having a few nicks and bruises on himself.

"Hey," he barked as he found Mara pacing in the snow. "Keepin' warm?"