The feel of her cold hand on his warm arm was enough to rouse him awake. Fenrir snorted and shuddered as he squirmed a bit on the bed.
"Och! Tha hell?" The wereram grumbled as he forced his eyes open. He really couldn't. He was barely awake as he just noticed a figure that looked like some white mountain, yet sounded like a woman. Was that Tabitha wearing something? "Lamb? Izzat yew?"