Moonsong Glacier through the fog of an early morn

@Sulukinak

He woke in the night, a fever in his bones. His hip burned; his mind tumbled. For a moment, he did not know who he was, nor whose body it was pressed against his own. "Chak," he croaked, and then his dry throat clicked and he pulled in a sharp breath. The world came slowly into focus.

"Shadow girl," he said into her fur, nudging her awake if he hadn't woken her already.

He did not want to be alone.