Josephine was roughly awakened when a cascase of slush slid through a crack the the roof of her den and onto her head. The fea shook herself roughly, standing and shaking her head, attempting to her dry. Her dark coat was now spiked wildly in every direction, given her a punk style appearance. She attempted to tame it, but eventually gave up. Stepping out of the den she discovered that the snow was higher than her knees. she shook her head worriedly, then howled a morning greeting to her pack.
Davina was curled up in her warm den, dreaming contentedly of the day she had helped purge the pack of her half-siblings when she was awakened by a cold draft. She shivered and turned away, but it persisted. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes she stood and shook herself, stepping out into the deep snow and looking to see if any other pack members were awake.
Dakota had been awake a long tome before the rest of his pack, jumping and rolling in the snow and generally behaving like a pup. Seeing Thalia awake, he shook some of the snow of and bounded over, still caked in the stuff. "Morning Thalia!! Isn't this snow wonderful?? He asked, chasing his tail.
(May Davina be Thalia's older sister??)