Sawtooth Spire here goes the cold water

Contrary to Tonravik's assumptions that he had moved beneath her because of sheer intelligence, Sitamat was truly just frightened of the strange happenings in the sky. He did not have an aversion to water as Pingasut did, but didn't enjoy the sensation when it seemingly came from nowhere. Besides, the cold droplets soaked through his soft coat, chilling his skin and he definitely wanted to avoid being showered in it. When fox boy moved into his spot, Sitamat protested some, throwing his head back to snap aimlessly at his brother but ultimately relenting. Fortunately Pingasut was small, and Sitamat was squishy, so they fit snugly between their mother's forelegs.

The water fell more substantially now, and was quick to drench their surroundings. Sitamat tried to wiggle even further into Tonravik's chest to avoid the rain but found that he could not escape it. Iqniq provided the best solution — to simply go back into the den. He watched as his large older brother was carried in with much resistance, before rising as Tonravik did and entering the den with her acting as a shield against the torrential waters. Still, he gave a shake to rid his fur of any rogue droplets once inside, moving towards their father as he was the one furtherest away from the wind and cold. He settled against his side, drying his thin dark fur against Iqniq's thicker, more vibrant coat.