One would think a canines and felines would have conflicts with one another while living in close quarters. Yet sadly that was not the case for Raven. She may be living in a feline world, but so far she did not mind their habits. A benefit to living with cats, especially certain cats that thrived in warmer climate, meant that the Ark would always be warm during the winter. Outside it didn't matter how low the temperature got, how many inches of snow fell on the ground, or the amount of ice on the ground â€" she would always be warm during the winter. Last Winter she absolutely loved being outside. The cold gusty wind felt delightful when it ran its long claws through her thick obsidian fur. The sight of pristine and untouched snow was quite breath taking. Catching the snow as it fell from the dark grey clouds brought such childlike delight in her. Sadly though since Frost's attack she was not one to like anything to do with the cold, which unknowingly seemed quite painful to a creature that was part of a species that loved the cold and wintery weather.

Currently the young werewolf was in a deep sleep, happily curled up in a ball among the plethora of pillows and underneath a fuzzy blanket, while being suspended in the air. Now with the aches and pain from Frost's attack gone she returned to sleeping within the hammock, leaving the bed unused in quite a while. The only time Raven did not suffer from her tormenting nightmares was when she was safe and sound, lying next to her companion, his presence alone keeping her at peace when she slept. It was comfortable, it was safe, and it allowed the broken girl a moment to heal from the pain that still haunted her. She was accustomed to waking up at odd hours in the morning to entertain or feed the always active leopard, but thankfully it was a weekend and she could catch up on her sleep. The previous night had been a long and rambunctious one. Still not confident enough to fight with him in the ring, she quietly watched as he and Tetradore fought the ones that dared to challenge them. Obviously her Alpha and boyfriend remained victorious and that apparently gave everyone the right to celebrate a bit crazier than usual. Raven stayed awake as long as she possibly could until sleep beckoned her to finally rest.

As she sleeps she does not hear Tobias making car sounds as he happily played with his toys. It was a deep sleep she was in and she was quite content. Even though Tobias was not curled up against her, his presence alone soothed her, as her mind remained dark, settled in a dreamless sleep. Though her tranquil state would be ruined the moment she felt a stinging pain at the side of her head. With a sharp yelp her blue-grey eyes opened wide in shock, as she quickly shot up, her right hand clutching the right side of her head. In a panic her head swung around as she looked for any signs of Tobias unsure why her head was hurting. Lifting the blanket off herself, her heavily scarred frame moved to the side of the hammock, as she slowly rolled out, her feet making a soft thud on the ground. Taking a step forward her eyes caught the brightly colored toy settled carelessly on the floor, and as she bent down to pick it up, she looked over to the door to see Tobias walk though. Softly her voice sleepily stumbles out.

"Morning Tobi I found-"

Yet she could not finish her sentence, not when Tobias accused her of taking his dump truck. Puzzled and confused she quietly handed him the toy, the lump on the side of her head growing, thanks to his handiwork. Still tired she attempted to stifle a yawn and failed miserably. As he walked past her she turned around ready to ask him a question until he began to carry a variety items of her clothes, her arms barely coming out to grab the clothes he began to give her. Standing there, entirely confused, she carried the armful of clothing over to the unused bed and dropped them unceremoniously. Shaking her head as the tall deviant began to walk away she exclaimed chirpily after him.

"Hold on Tobi let me get dressed and grab your clothes."

The second he walked out the door and the bedroom door closed she sighed softly, shaking her head, as she began to grab the clothes on the bed that she would wear that day. Quickly undressing herself, she began to put her clothing on, the young woman still unable to dress and undress her boyfriend. She trusted him, but she was still quite bashful when it came to certain things. As soon as she was dressed she walked over towards the closet grabbing a backpack and heading towards the dresser nearby, grabbing a pair of jeans and another shirt for Tobias, and then heading over to the bed and grabbing herself a few things, and placing them neatly in the bag. Throwing the backpack over one shoulder she walked and exited their room, finding him waiting outside in the hallway, tilting her head to the side as she began to inquire just exactly what he was up to.

"Okay...why did I need to be packed and why are we going on a boat?"

Raven Clocksworth.