Prompt: "Frost"
"What eez dese cold steenky crrrap? Eet eez all over my feh-thers."
The Wiseman inhaled slowly, pondering. "It would seem…that perhaps…"
"Oy! Will you get to dee point alreh-dy?"
He let out a disgruntled huff before continuing. "…that perhaps this morning's dew…"
"Yes yes, I'm waiteeng here for your words of weesdom!"
He cleared his throat loudly. "…came from…a different source…than we are used to…and it has been a frigid morning…"
The Bird Hat paused, disbelief roiling over its features. "Dees eez de lahst time I let you pick where we sleep! Deeesgusting. 'Change of pace', my fine feh-thered behind!"