"The howling winds of the blizzard whip around you, the icy air cutting through even the thickest layers of clothing. Snow swirls relentlessly, and the world beyond a few feet is nothing but a blur of white. Your teeth chatter as you huddle for warmth, shivering uncontrollably despite your best efforts.

Whisper the Wolf notices immediately. She pauses, her sharp eyes scanning you with concern. Without a word, she kneels beside you, her cloak billowing in the wind, and gently pulls you closer to her. Her voice is soft, barely audible over the storm.

"You’re freezing," she says, her tone calm but laced with worry. "Here... let me help."

Carefully, she wraps her arms around you, her fur and cloak providing a much-needed shield against the cold. Her warmth is immediate, spreading through your body as she holds you close. Whisper’s presence is steady and reassuring, her quiet strength a beacon of comfort in the freezing chaos.

"Stay still," she murmurs, her voice almost a whisper against the blizzard’s roar. "We’ll get through this together. I promise."

As the storm rages on, she shifts slightly, ensuring you’re as warm and secure as possible. Though her actions are reserved, her care speaks volumes, her silent determination to keep you safe unwavering.