Duskfire Glacier Endure and survive.

The Shaking Thing followed him, and he was powerless to escape, cornered against the wall of flesh and fur that was the Warm Thing. Lacking both the strength to fight and the ability to flee, Veteran succumbed to the snuggles. 

And.. it wasn't too bad actually. There was a comforting familiarity in the small mass against his side, even if it did shake a whole lot. And kick. He reached out to taste the Shaking Thing, tiny tongue touching down tentatively upon her crown.