Adopted via @Chikahiro and his Too cowd fow babbehs Community Post. Made a few creative changes but I think I kept the core premise intact. 
They began their journey as the sun started to rise, only small traces of light visible through the blackened sky. One by one, each toughie made their way past the crying mares, each speaking words of love and encouragement to their foals before hesitantly giving them over to the crowd of large earthies. Taking what little insulation they could spare: twigs, inedible leaves and the like, the chirping and frightened babies were each put into one of the paper bags the herd had spent the past few days gathering, knowing the foals would arrive soon. It had been the smarty’s idea to deal with the unplanned offspring, as the approaching winter would be too severe for newborns to survive it. Now wrapped up within makeshift nests, the toughies orders were clear, even if some thought the plan mad. The nearest city was far, nearly two hours travel for a fluffy and the snow was already beginning to fall, an eerily beautiful prelude to what was to come.
Many considered the nearby city off limits, even dangerous as humans were as unpredictable as nature itself, but there were few options left. With the newborns too vulnerable to survive the coming cold times, the toughies made the long and difficult journey, instructed to find a home, knock on the door, and leave behind the precious bundles, hopeful that at least some would be saved. Afterwards, they were to either come directly home or if the weather worsened, to take shelter.
It was already freezing within the small apartment, with Alec cursing slightly as he tried to fix his busted heater. Times had been rough and with his finances being what they were, his only option was squatting in the abandoned property. Once clearly a drug den, he could only assume it was unoccupied due to the lack of insulation that was currently vexing Alec himself. As he was about to give up on the repairs, there was a sudden light rapping on the front door…
