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Grayday looked up at the sound of another's approach, his tail waving absently when he saw that it was Pema who was drawing near. "It's certainly trying," he said amiably, pausing to sniff at her shoulder as she came to stand beside him. Seeing that all was in order with the girl, he went back to cleaning his own pelt, not wanting the ice to melt in such close proximity to another warm body.

"How's the frost been treatin' you?" he asked, glancing up at her. She looked dry enough. "Everyone warm in the den?"

While Easy and Dauntless seemed to be quickly growing into their winter coats, Lavender's fur stayed fine and curly. Grayday worried about how she would handle the winter months, but he was sure they could manage, if they all worked together.