Sawtooth Spire here goes the cold water

I am so bad for never using that weather thing lol.

He was as aware of the shift in the air as he was his family's reactions to it. His own reaction was one more of wonder and curiosity. He did not retreat into the safe confines of the den; choosing to remain just outside the door where he sat with his back toward it, tail curled neatly about his dainty feet. His blue eyes were looking ahead where flashes lit up the far away land, and his ears would swivel forward to catch the distant thunder. His mother's arrival with the rabbits caused saliva to collect upon his tongue, but he swallowed the accumulation before it could seep messily down his lips.

His siblings were quite concern about the developing weather. Atuaserk cowered beneath a loud clap of thunder, which like wise caused the fox to momentarily duck until he realized in the next instant that he was still safe and straightened up. Sitamat scurried to shelter behind the eldest. Ping moved to them both, brushing his slender muzzle across the brown cub's ears before pressing his nose to Sitamat's cheek. He crooned softly to them both, then padded to his mother.

He leaned up on his hind paws and licked at her chin and mouth, uttering soft whines as he implored her to share a regurgitated meal.