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Unfortunately for Pema, those were Grayday's children making sounds of waking, and thus, the male followed with a wagging tail. He did not notice the shewolf's dissatisfaction with his response and assumed that the exchange had left her with the same warm, fuzzy feelings it'd left him.

His shoulder brushed against hers as he came to stand at the entrace of the den, crouching down so that he could look in at the waking fuzzballs inside. "Finally!" he called softly, backing out and beckoning them along. "There's frost out here - you kids better hurry!" 

Frost was still a novelty to the trio, and they enjoyed spending the morning stomping around and leaving little melted pawprints, when they woke up early enough.