Horizon Ridge Somebody call the dweeb police!

Her wet fur would only lead to sickness and she knew that, but Jubilee wasn't about to leave Rev for any length of time unattended. It was winter time for crying out loud! If they got separated for too long, she'd probably never find him again. Their previous separation and then glorious reunion had been a fluke, if anything. Jules wasn't about to be abandoned when she knew this season and all that came with it: snow, ice, a dangerous lack of food, and horny women.

You know, that last bit was probably at the forefront of her mind right now. If he went off without her and found another lady to romp around with - or whatever the hell they were doing - she'd never forgive him. So once she was free of the snow and he was talking about going off to hunt, she snapped at him without letting him finish: No you won't! I'll be -- I'll come with, come with you. C-come on, just gotta get up and -- and moving, and warm -- Her limbs were quaking and her teeth chattered tremendously, but Jubilee was nothing if not determined.