Advice Dog: A4: Sunday late afternoon [7-24-11]

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy had trucked her stuff down to the cabins. Advice Dog? What was that about? The cabins were heated, but she had doubts about how warm they'd be once the sun was completely down. It didn't take her long to unpack her stuff, including an extra comforter. Still she was wondering whether it would make sense to shift and spend the night in coyote form, which would keep her toasty warm. If there were doors that locked here, she wouldn't even have to consider it.

She curled up on her bed with a book, curtain pulled back to allow in as much warmth as possible, and debated whether the warmth of a fire outside was worth braving the cold.

[Totally open]