Briar: *shivers from the winds, hurrying over to the nursery where snow is piling up* you kits okay in there?
Thyme: *Shivers* B-briarpaw? I-I'm cold... *he quietly mews*
Briar: *hears thyme and ducks in quickly to avoid the wind* Yeah, it's freezing. shivers again You okay?
Thyme: *Shakes his head* I-I'm a little... *his voice goes quiet* scared...
Briar: Of the cold?
Thyme: *looks away* Yeah... I-it makes me feel... alone.
Briar: *pins ears back and nods* I get that. *glances back at blizzard* but the snow on the nursery is really heavy now. We can't leave it like that.
Thyme: *Looks at all the snow* W-what are we going to do then?
Briar: *frowns* I'm not quite tall enough to reach the top. But... looks at Thyme You want to help?
Thyme: *Tilts his head* But I'm shorter than you! How can I help?
Briar: I think I can lift you up! Maybe. It's kinda risky.
Thyme: T-that might work... *shivers* Okay, let's do it then. A-anything to get warmer...
Briar: And keep you guys from getting swarm