Jolta was not one for being touched, or picked up, but his energy was so low that he couldn't really put up much of a fight...and he wanted to save his strength to fight in human form, where he had a much bigger advantage, literally.<br/><br/>His little canine form snuggled in to her clothing as he let her carry him up and out of the cold cellar. The second he was above ground the weather ceased. Signaling to Athren that everything was back to normal.<br/>Which in turn caused his brother to turn around and head back towards the house...except he was a decent ways away and would take several minutes to get back.