Arthur watched the little fox stretch and then change, a far less painful looking process than his transformations. He watched him pile on the layers and was again reminded he needed to get some actual clothes. He only had a handful now, and what he was currently wearing was his most warm.

As he picked hair from his teeth he chuckled and nodded.

He had a look at the hare and nodded. "Yea they don't give much" he agreed