Kai slept soundly, the fire and the blankets keeping her warm. At some point during the night or early morning, one of her feet managed to sneak out from under the blankets only to connect with fur. It seemed to calm her even more. After that, she didn't move, her toes buried in the soft fur.<br/><br/>Early the next morning, Kai woke to the sound of the wind howling outside, the last of the embers crackling in the fireplace, and the soft breathing of Warren. Moving the blankets from her face, she looked up to the couch, expecting to see the sleeping wolf hybrid stretched out on the couch. But he wasn't there. Confused, she lifted her head, figuring he'd made himself comfortable on the floor by the fire. A small, tired smile touched her lips when she found him curled up by her legs.<br/><br/>Putting her head back on the pillow, eyes closed, she buried her toes deeper into the fur and fell into a half sleep. She could still hear the wind raging outside; with the storm as angry as it was, it couldn't hurt to try to get another hour of 'sleep'...right?