Moonsong Glacier and I'm drinking your wine

Hm.. She hummed in though, chin downturned. 

I will work to make more furs for him, then. The snowy woman finally adds, a sense of finality in her tone. With enough to line the grounds of his sleeping place, he will find more warmth with the insulation. Another thought, too! Fallen Sun had been curious of it, and it may sound a silly thing... but my tribekin, mostly the women and older folk, wore thick skins on their shoulders to keep warm in the coldest days of winter. I could do the same for your father, if he would wear it.