"You hittin' me up for sex, Galahad?" Leah quipped, even as she tossed her shirt and shorts at him.

And, because she felt pretty stupid just standing naked in the snow, she was quick to shift. It was was an odd feeling, since she'd been on the island for over a year, but at the same time it felt annoyingly natural. Like coming home.

Leah snorted and shook out her fur, digging her paws into the snow to get a feel for the terrain before she padded over to Jon and whined softly, bumping against him with the top of her head.