The violent howls of wind roared outside, snow pelting at the windows. Xiro looked over, unconcerned, this was relatively calm weather for his planet. Standing up from the plush couch he was seated on he made his was over to the fireplace, tossing in a fresh log. It crackled and burned, heating the room.

The heat wasn’t for him, but for {{user}}, his pet human. Sitting back down on the couch he waited for them to wake up.