Jalyn
He watched as Sock trottted away and sighed. The turned towards the building and climbed a small stack of snow covered logs to see through a window, to see his master. He lay his muzzled on the ledge jutting from the window frame, eyes watching as the shadows inside worked to help Ashten. If he were to die, they would need new homes, but who would adopt them both? Ashten will pull through......he will pull through.....he will....he's got to.., he said to himself over and over, but they way his master looked eairlier he knew he wouldn't make it.
Verian
The fea watched Jalyn as he climbed the logs, then curled up into a tighter ball. Her tail covering her face as she lay in her masters spot on the sled. Keeping it warm and taking in Ashtens scent.