Warm. Every last one of her few inches was warm. And when her eyes fluttered open she remembered the reason why. She found herself in what could only be described as a nest of dense red fur. Her front was pressed comfortably against Nick's, and his neck and lower jaw rubbed the top of her head softly as he breathed slowly. Behind her, his huge tail completed the circle, effectively hold her in and creating a space that seemed that it had never had any other purpose than to keep her safe and warm.

Normally, the idea that another mammal wanted to protect her would have made her angry, as more often than not, the sentiment would have revealed said mammal's attitude towards rabbits being small and therefore being helpless. But this was Nick, who, while also being one who knew full well that she did not require protection from almost anything, but also that any thoughts of defending her stemmed from entirely different reasons, ones far from condescending. So instead she was happy, and she smiled and snuggled deeper into Nick's soft undercoat. A soft sound from Nick drew her attention as she did so, and curiosity took over. With a paw, she rubbed the spot on his chest again, and slowly drifted around, gaging Nick's pleased whines until she believed she had found the sweet spot. Her massaging intensified and Nick whimpered and rolled onto his back as Judy followed, continuing her press. Nick's leg started kicking spasmodically then, disrupting the heavy blankets and letting the slightly colder air leak in around the edges.

Despite herself, Judy shivered and pressed herself back down, trying to restore the seal against the cold. Nick quieted almost immediately and suddenly Judy found herself sprawled directly atop him. She was suddenly very aware of the fact that they were both wearing nothing but their fur.

"I must admit, that is the first time anyone has woken me up in that manner," Nick said, his eyes still closed and Judy felt her ears exceed the temperature of their little space. Her attention has suddenly back on Nick's face however, as he had opened them and had been already looking directly into her eyes. How he had managed that she didn't know, but what she did know was that she could not bring herself to look away. Every sappy saying that pertained to the eyes being the windows to the soul suddenly made sense to her and she found herself drifting into those perfectly emerald orbs until she had come very close to him. Nick, apparently in the same situation, hardly reacted as their noses made contact and then returned the kiss that followed with an equal intensity as she offered.

They stayed like that for a long time, and when they slowly separated, neither of them had any words left. Except these.

"Is it snowing?" Judy asked, having noticed it through the slit between the curtains. Nick looked.

"It is." He answered.

Nick dashed around the tree and trying to steady his breathing so that it's cloud wouldn't give him away. Which was hard, given his canine disposition to pant. He chanced a glance around the trunk in the hopes of glimpsing his opponent, but ducked back as a projectile exploded against the wood inches from his face. He was forced to dash out from cover in the opposite direction, hoping that his speed would save him. He came to a more open space, and dove behind a snowbank on the other side, hoping to catch his attacker in the open with an ambush. He strained his hearing in that direction and heard the telltale sound of something tunneling under the already thick snow. He felt a grin come to his face. Big mistake.

With almost supernatural grace and silence, he crept out onto the snow, his toes spread wide to balance his weight more effectively. He sank no further than an inch into the foot-deep snow. He trusted his ears then, letting them swivel to follow the tunneling, and once he had a rough estimate of its path, he made ready his strike. As soon as his victim was in range, he took a mighty leap towards that cleared enough ground that his target wouldn't be able to detect it through the snow. He went up and then down like a red-furred missile, but just before impact, he expertly shot his paws down and apart, ready to catch his opponent between them.

He succeeded, and Judy screamed as they went on a cold somersaulting tumble through the snow, with her thoroughly trapped in his arms.

"Gotcha!" cried the white snow monster that Nick had suddenly become, before he realized that he was holding her upside-down and backwards.

He flipped her about to discover that she, too, had become something that looked more like a tiny, angry polar bear than a rabbit.

"I noticed," she pouted before Nick released her to shake the snow from his fur. After a moment, she did too.

"Two outta three?" Nick asked, trying to concede something to her in her defeat. He noticed that her gaze had fallen on something behind him, and he turned to see a mountain lake that had frozen over and become a perfect sheet of blue. Judy started toward it.

"C'mon Nick!" She said, and Nick did. He watched as she quickly slipped onto the ice before drifting silently out and turning a lazy circle. She motioned for him to follow, and he cautiously did, only to discover that despite the slick surface, his thick paw-pads proved more than enough to hold his footing. He just shrugged when Judy made a dissatisfied expression, but she drifted over and he caught her momentum. They fell into a dance, or at least she did, gliding around while he held as she spun and turned and mesmerized him.

They finished with a long pirouette that led to Judy falling back into Nick's waiting arm in the classic fashion, before the both of them broke into giggles and Nick lifted her back to her feet. They decided that they had had enough fun in the cold, and made their way back to the cabin to warm up.

And warm up they did.