Two days later, and the storm showed no sign of weakening, much to his frustration. A few hours ago he had allowed sleep to succumb him, and he was laying on his side, and arm wrapped around the shell covered Enna. Soft gentle snores escaped his mouth, his arm tightening slightly around her. His body heat allowed him to keep in contact with her, despite any cold that came from her.

He stirred slightly, feeling something off. His eyes cracked open, a yawn causing his mouth to crack open. He shook his head softly, rubbing his eyes. He lifted his head and looked around, releasing Enna. He listened and smelled the air, nose flared, wondering what had caused him to awaken. [@Arista]