Sunbeam Lair She walks like summer and talks like rain

He listened as she informed him that it was important for wolves to learn to fish and he nodded his head in agreement. He would have spoken, but his teeth were rattling together so much from all his shivering that he was afraid he might have bitten his tongue off if he tried to speak. Instead he watched as she gathered her fish together and asked if he could help her find the inky cheiftess. "S-s-sure. S-she m-might be a-at h-her den" he forced out while standing to collect his fish. He was thankful for the cavern walls keeping the wind at bay; he couldn't even begin imagine what it would feel like being soak and wet while the freezing wind blew against you. 

"T-this way" he said before picking up his fish and heading towards the den. He was unashamed by the fact that he looked like a wet rat, as all he currently cared about was finding a warm space where he could dry off. The sooner they found Asterr, the better.