Silvertip Mountain When Snows Arrive

Zaria was with Fitz as he decided for another meeting. It wasn't often Zaria wasn't by his side, only her trip to the hot springs were without him. Zaria wasn't going to admit it any time soon but she was getting rather attached to Fitz. Her wound was getting better, the skin had closed up leaving her only without fur where the wound previously was. This pleased the vain girl because it looked like he fur was going to grow back neatly over it. She couldn't walk around with such a big ass scar. She wanted to keep her beauty.

What she didn't like was the incoming cold. Since a few days the wet and windy autumn turned into a more colder and had a frosty nip to it. Currently she had snuggled herself against her personal heater (Fitz). She would soon realize what other surprise was waiting for her. Though in this moment she just threw her head back and howled with him. The alpha pair sounding as one united front.