[N wasn't doing much better. Even huddling against Zoroark in his bed under several blankets was doing nothing for him, in spite of the fact that Zoroark was otherwise unaffected. Of course that left him worried about his friend, nuzzling and whining while N shivered miserably under his blanket pile. He had never been this cold in his life, and it was becoming so bad that his very joints and bones ached.
It was Zoroark that responded rather than N himself, the large fox sitting up and motioning with a paw and a worried whine for her to come in.]
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It was Zoroark that responded rather than N himself, the large fox sitting up and motioning with a paw and a worried whine for her to come in.]