Broken Antler Fen Come meet my savior.

Pearl took her attention off of her rough-housing children long enough to respond to her mate."Yeah, I'm coming, just a sec," she said, booping one of the kids on the head. She made her way to the entrance of the den, through the mini-hoard that was growing fast. She crawled out, ears alert for the newcomer as she greeted her husband with a lick to the cheek. 

It was cold all the time now, so everyone's winter coats were full and fluffy, making the den extra warm at night. Of course, that only led to the expected shock of cold when fully exposed to the elements. "Have you mentioned them before?" she asked, shaking her pelt out with a shiver.