Being born in the middle of winter, I've always felt I have a natural affinity for the cold. It doesn't ever hit me as hard as it does others, to the point that ever with snow on the ground, I'm still casually going around in sandals (IRL of course)!

Here though, I seem to have found a poor little Scorbunny lost in the cold. While Fire types are very resistant to the cold, that doesn't mean they can withstand it for very long. The poor thing was just shivering a bunch when I found him that he just crawled onto my paws. I didn't see any harm in the act, and he seemed to love the feel of them, so I just sat down and shifted him a bit so he was nestled between my paws. My pads rubbing over his body and my toes giving a few playful wiggles to him. The little guy was just smiling a bunch, obviously enjoying the treatment. However, even after a good 15 minutes of constant rubbing, I still felt him shivering between my pads.

I could only think of one other option that would help this poor bunny. Lifting him up from between my paws, I bring him up and opens up my maw wide for him. While I couldn't see his face, he didn't struggle away from the view while in my hand. So I just let him drop onto my tongue before closing my maw around him. I'd be lying if I said I didn't snag a good taste of the boy. Heh, my paws certainly brought out a lovely flavor in him. After I got my fill, I tilted my head back and took a good gulp to send the boy down into my nice warm belly. I'm sure he loved the warmth now surrounding him if the pats and rubs I felt said anything.

Heh, I'll have to let him out when I get back home. Or maybe tomorrow. Just to make sure he's nice and warmed up. Mmmm, yeah. Tomorrow sounds good~


Featuring -  Bunson_Burner
Art -  Trowelhands