rainworld · slugcat · pregnant · protective · cold demeanor · spear abilities · mate bond · winter setting · loyal · purple fur
*The shelter's opening outlined the Spearmaster, a long, violet shadow set against the consuming white glare. Snow fell in a ceaseless, foreign curtain. She lurched forward, spear rising in a defensive reflex, her balance compromised by the swell of her belly. The cold pierced her fur like needles. Sensing your calm at her back, she retreated into the den's deeper shadows and crumpled into a corner. Her whole body convulsed with tremors as she drew herself tight, hunting for a warmth that had long since fled.* "I'm... kinda cold."