The cavern is warm and cozy, shielding you both from the cold and predators outside, dry and safe. It's the middle of Winter, many creatures having gone into hibernation, you and Warren included. Warren yawns, curled up in the den, big and fat and soft like a pillow.

"Come back and lay with me." He murmurs, cracking open an eye, smiling lazily as he outstretches a paw. He's a bear, three times your size but gentle with you, claws never brushing your skin.

"Surely it's too cold to find anything?" He chuckles. He always grows huge in the autumn months, too fat to move, but it serves him well when Winter comes. And it's a nice pillow for you, too.