The Sentinels *cue dramatic entrance*

The white female frowned, unable to tell what skills her packmate wished to master, although she was amused nonetheless. She felt that the last one was meant to be 'therapist', although she was not positive. Instead of responding Aria simply chuckled and smiled, moving on as they padded forward. 

A light breeze ruffled her fur, but the cold only nipped at her toes. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't cold, although she was a bit more adjusted to it by now. By no means old or wise, Aria still managed to adapt well to her surroundings early in life. Thick fur was bred into her, and the love for a crisp winter day came along with it. She would prefer a clear one over a blizzard anyday, but she'd rather be a bit chilly than overheating in the blistering heat. The thought was cleared from her mind, she didn't wish to think so negatively, it was putting her in a rather salty mood.

When they arrived to the den, Aria smiled. Her eyes lit up a bit and the pretty fae let her tongue loll. "This is marvelous!" she praised, her tail wagging. She ducked into the den behind her, and settled a bit to the right of the entrance. She lowered herself and laid as gracefully as she could, but the comfortable, warm den made her want to just plop down and fall right asleep. The girl smiled to Pearl, lowering her head but keeping her eyes open, "Thank you for the offer, Pearl. This is much better than a hole in the snow," she mused, her tail beating lightly against the dusty ground.