Blacktail Deer Plateau breathe deep

As Grayday shook off the moisture in his pelt, Pema turned her face in the opposite direction, not wanting to get wanter on her face. When she turned back around she was meet with a lick from Grayday. She returned the sentiment with a smile on her face. He had always been a very thankful leader, letting others know when they were appricaited even in the smallest ways. It motivated her, and most likely others, took keep doing what she was doing to help the pack. 

He assured her that he was warm, "Sure you are." she joked and then licked off a bit more frost off his forhead that he had missed or couldn't have reached. When Dawn was mention she thought to quickly as how her patient was doing. "How is Dawn doing? Do you think she's be able to hunt again once winter hit?" she asked knowing that Dawn was still not considered a hunter in the packs ranks while she was injured.