Broken Antler Fen [BWP] Why is Jim treating the magician poorly?

Wraen hadn't had much progress either - being a small wolf herself, it was not that easy to dig a den, when you yourself were standing almost chest deep in the snow. Half-digging, half-diving, half-submerged in a heap of snow, the older wolf had no way of telling, how much progress she had made so far. Eventually she was no longer in the way of winds and was circling to stomp the snow in a more solid conformation for her to comfortably lie in. Did not look much of an example-worthy den now, but she knew from experience that this was only the first part. 

She looked to see, how Lilitu had been doing. The den she had created was appropriate to her size at this point: "Good job, kid!" She praised her, then lied down and rested her chin on the rim of her den. "Try lying down. If the wind goes past and over your head, not at you - the depth is ideal," she gave last instructions. "Then it's just waiting for it to snow some more, until we are completely submerged."