Coyote in a Werewolf World

Mercy was taking full advantage of having a hearthfire in her room. She'd tossed down some pillows and blankets (and the snuggie the island had left previously). Then she'd turned on some music, grabbed a good book and a cup of hot chocolate, and curled up to be warm and cozy there.

She'd left the door wide open in case anyone wanted to stop by.