With a soft whine, she gave a small nod. He was right; the weather was getting worse and she could feel it. Her limbs were beginning to ache from the cold and she could barely feel her nose. With a huff that sounded more like a growl, she moved around him and started to do as he'd told her. Working her way under the tree, she dug out enough snow to make a sort of nest for herself.<br/><br/>Wiggling out, she started to break off branches and piled them up. With enough broken off, she suddenly shifted to her human form once more; she needed hands for what she was about to do.<br/><br/>"I'll be damned if I let you sit out here and just freeze," she said. Gloves on, she started laying smaller branches against the thicker one, packing enough snow against them to keep the wind from blowing them away. She wasn't about to let him freeze to death. Little did he know she'd built her share of snow forts when she was younger. The least she could do was give him a little shelter to keep the wind away from him.