Blackfeather Woods winter has come

With each day, Potema tucked her body further and further around her four pups, moving away from the mouth of the den, desperately seeking some kind of release from the cold outside. Nemesis' call came at the best time, with the witch close to seeking its shelther. None of the Daedric Princes she knew had any control over the weather. She could pray for little release from them, only shuddering with fear as lightning crackled ahead. Thunderstorms were the ideal time to summon Sheogorath, she noted. The irony was not grasped by her as her brother Cicero came to collect the pups and move them into the warmth of the Web.

Potema wanted to hide the fear on her face as best she could from Nemesis and the unfamiliar male faces, her mouth grasped around @Ganondorf, her littlest, whom she knew could barely survive a normal winter, let alone this. She moved swiftly to collect the rest of them, tucking @Vaati, @Koume and @Kotake around their youngest brother, despite the little puppy battles they all had with one another. She looked up to Nemesis, her voice ringing softly. Have we secured any food from the caches?