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Trade; Counselor! For anyone but I do still owe you (@Wintersbane) that therapy thread!! If you have the time/space 

The early morning was particularly cold, the sun just barely peaking out from its horizon unable to warm the earth just yet, frost nipped the blades of grass beneath the hotahs feet while hot air collided with the stark cold. The resulting steam billowed from the mans nostrils, like a dragon exerting fire with every breath. The usual early morning clamor of the birds reduced to a few small sparse chirps as even the winged creatures hesitated to leave the warm confines of their nest. The same could have be said for Rye only a half hour ago, the warmth of the den called to him like a siren in the sea but the calls of nature won the struggle readily. With his day already started, the new father decided to use the opportunity to set aside chores early. 

As the last refill of a cache finished, Rye ventured to the melt water and drank from the sharp lake. He could feel the water rake down his throat and settle harshly into his belly, a firm contrast unsettling him with a shiver. Once his thirst had been parched Rye moved to a nearby rocky outcrop to rest and enjoy the sunrise until the time came to return back to Imaq and their child.