The one cat in the world that..probably?.. wouldn't make him sneeze!

Fenris did appreciate it. He couldn't argue that Fjord ran hotter than he did - that was just plain fact. Reaching into his shirt again, he gently removed the tiny, still unmoving body. Couldn't really even look at it as he handed it over. If he didn't look, he could continue to hope. He thought maybe he felt the kittenwillow stir slowly but.. not looking. Not. Looking.

"I want to go stab the hell out of some snowmen, Fjord," he confirmed, "Thank you."