[ Poor thing, with not enough warm fur to protect him a bit from the chill. Marie tries her best to at least shield him for the moment, but the continuous, sadly familiar pinging in her head keeps stating that this won't be enough, it's barely much, she needs to do more, and it's a bit frustrating even as she's used to having that sort of torment hitting her during the triple moon.

A soft sigh follows, and she rests her head on his shoulder. ]

It is a quite troublesome situation, so I really don't mind hearing you out. [ He's really cute when he complains, too. Hmmm. ] If worse comes to worst, I believe we will have to, ah... get a bit more creative about keeping warm.

[ She's being gentle about it, with no intention of scaring him away. Further moonlacing might not even be necessary if the snowstorm calms down soon. ]