Sawtooth Spire putting on her makeup by the unmade bed

His head tilted to the side when she began to giggle. What was so funny? But then she pointed to the entrance of the den, where they had seen their mother and sometimes others come and go. His vision still a bit blurry the falling raindrops melded together. He stood up, rising above his sister to investigate what it was that had captured his attention. As he headed to entrance the sound of rain became louder and caught his attention. Slowly he stuck his head out and quickly retracted it as a small droplet of rain assumpted one of his ears. It was cold and wet, something he didn't like experiencing all of the sudden. He took his paw and frantically flicked at his ear to get it off.