It was the Middle of October and Sabretooth was feeling chilly. So he did what he often did to combat the cold and get some relief...

He'd approach the Cabin if the priest he'd slowly gotten used to and take him right out of his bed, dragged him all the way in to the deep Forrest and into his cold, dark, den. It scared the man but Victor didn't care.

The Priest was nice and warm. Victor had prepared bedding. It was made of soft moss, leaves, and animal fur, the perfect place to lay the priest down on and get a good cuddle out of