Sawtooth Spire I'm giving you gold here, people.

He lifted his head from his brother's back in another yawn. He stretched his forelegs out in front of him and laid his head down between them, but before he succumb to sleep, his little jaws split in a third and final yawn, this one punctuated by a small squeak. He licked his lips, shuffling his shoulders as he nestled in until he was perfectly comfortable. In the following minutes, he fell in suit with the rest of his family and slept.