It wasn’t every day that Viri’s weyrmate decides to wake him up at a ridiculous hour. He’d stared at him in disbelief for a moment before inviting him to cozy up under the covers. The Weyr had finally met winter for the first time this year and they hadn’t become friends. Winter had struck harsh and cold.

“Jog?” He complained. “Maddy, let’s sleep in for once. C’mon. The blankets are warm...”