Phantom Hollow Can I help you?

The man walked over, not worrying about her reasonings. He sat beside her, pressing his own fur into her wet fur. He slowly moved his head to licked her back, trying to warm her. He didn't want to call for Veritas, because he had it under control right now. If Malice freaked about him doing this, then she was crazy. He was helping a pack mate from freezing, though he would have to tell her later on. He stopped licking, trying to help her not go into shock. He sat for a moment, trying to press closer, his own pelt already taking in a bit of water.