Redhawk Caldera pupsicles

She didn't stop caterwauling until darkness enveloped them and the wind stopped slicing through her tiny body. Shivering like mad, Towhee's voice died down into a series of rolling whimpers that persisted long after she was placed on the cold cave floor alongside her siblings. She didn't take any notice of or interest in their new surroundings. She wedged her little body up against her godfather's, quaking until the collective warmth of the pack finally began to thaw the frigid air.

Although she had been carried the entire way, Towhee felt exhausted for the experience. As soon as the shivering died down, her body's response to the mild trauma was to shut down. The small puppy drifted to sleep, giving a little shudder every now and then as if the memories of the terrible cold haunted her even in sleep.