Sawtooth Spire here goes the cold water

Indeed, the fox did not need to be herded into the den. At the first sign that this was permitted, he made a beeline for the enclosed space, out of the rain and safe from the wet. As was becoming apparent any time something dirtied or dampened his coat, he sat off to the side of his family after he gave himself a shake and licked himself over, until he was confident that he was clean and that his silky coat had been restored to its pristine glory. Feeling a chill, and of course preferring nearness, he did not hesitate then to cuddle up, choosing Sitamat for a snuggle buddy.   

He stirred, for his brother's coat was still wet and this would not do. So, he turned his tongue on Four, grooming until he was satisfied that he had a clean and dry spot to lay against.