The weather would indeed be the death of someone. Meteor Rain. His thick coat was not meant for these hot summers in the slightest. Already he was thinking he would be making a beeline for the tundra in the north or the mountains for some safety from this heat wave. Right now though it was already a lot cooler in this cave and he would have to walk under the cover of night for any kind of repreve. Another sleepless night, though this time it wouldn’t be spent tossing and turning trying to keep cool in the dirt. He agreed completely with the words of the male. Who knew? Perhaps Arturio would get lucky enough to witness first hand a wolf dying of heat stroke out here. Be the first life claimed by the accursed weather.

Thankfully though the cool of the cave was enough to give life to the red and tan male. Though he still rather pathetically rolled himself across the stone like an overgrown child rather than actually stand up and walk around just yet. The male did indeed come in here to escape the hot weather though, though Meteor Rain wasn’t sure about the whole rain would help thing. ”Or just make it so much worse by adding humidity to the mix! Though then there would at least be some water. A double edged thing rain would be. I know it could get hot in places, but this is the first time I think I am nearly dying from it.” He complained slightly sticking his legs up in the air trying to give every ounce of his body surface area so that the heat could come off of him.

”You from a cold place too? You have white fur like you belong in the snow.” Meteor Rain notes looking over Arturio’s coloration, though he didn’t quite look like an arctic wolf. They were pretty small and he was a big guy. Still that white coat did make Meteor pine for snow. Snow sounded amazing right about now.