He shook off his boots as he stepped onto the cleared section, his wings fluttering in tandem. "Thanks. It's cold as Shiva's tiara out here. I feel like I'm going to break all my teeth." As if to prove his point, a particularly aggressive shiver ran through him, and he could feel his wings double in size as all his feathers bristled. Oh that was gonna be a nightmare to preen. He chuckled sheepishly, wings pulling in tight.