He sat still as she gripped him. She was warm against his fur. And he knew it was cold. He let her stay like that for a moment then spoke again.<br/><br/>~Will you shift? I know it is cold.... Fur keeps you warm longer..... And...~ he paused not quite sure how to ask his question. ~Can you sing for me? I cant howl.... Cant voice my feelings to Luna like you can....~ His voice wasnt quite sad.... Just a little down. He could roar, but that was a loud and not very appealing thing at night...... Besides, he wanted to hear his mates voice. Her pack song..... He knew it would be beautiful.....