"He does, and can walk over the snow easily. Woods dogs like him live in the far north, and in the mountains, where there is deep snow well into spring."

Pod works with the birds and feeds more wood into the fire while she talks. The words get small coaxing words if they start twitching.

"I should, perhaps, but I'd never forgive myself if I hid from the weather instead of seeking out my charges to Heal the ones that can be saved."

Pod takes a moment to consider that, "Well, more firewood never hurts, and if you feel up to it, you could help scout for animals that have frozen. More pairs of eyes will save more lives."