She softly mewled in her sleep as the feeling of warmth started to envelop her. The flat line of her lips ever so gently curls up into a smile as she seems to enjoy the feeling. Naturally, her body shifted ever so sligthly in his arms to feel more of it, especially with the cold that clinged tightly to her pale skin.

It was only a short moment of being carried in the warmth before she started to stirr, icy blue eyes sleepily opening to take in the world around her again. And then the unmistakable smell of fresh meat assaulted her nose. Her heavy-lidded eyes roamed about, looking for the source of the scent. Finally, here eyes locked onto the cloaked man who was carrying her.

Her eyes snapped wide open as she began to panic. Despite how tired and aching her body was, she attempted to escape. But the attempt was weak. Her strength wasn't behind her pushes and the warmth, even from this stranger, was hard for her cold form to resist.