Haunted Wood winter is coming

As she settled with ebbing quivers and softening breaths, she felt the potential threat of her companion fall away with the tenseness of her skin, and she became malleable to his shape; molding into one beast: two hearts, four eyes, embraced almost lovingly in the cold squall.

Spider remembered trying very hard to stay awake, but she could not remember the moment she fell asleep...

As she woke, she didn't know how long it had been— whether it had been minutes, hours, or days— but she had already forgotten her company, and realizing his weight around her startled the inkcage into a brief struggle to free herself.