There is nothing at all wrong with Pod's efforts. She is doing what she can, and that is admirable in itself.

Aslan smiles when he sees her and pads over to her quietly. "It has been some time, Pod."

Upon reaching her, he leaves a soft lion kiss on her cheek -- a gesture meant to warm her since the weather truly is bitterly cold.

"They will remember your efforts in the days to come."

Looking at her armful of birds, he breathes softly on them. The result is not immediate, but the frost slowly begins to melt.

"Come. Let us sit by the fire."