Porcupine Ridge I found myself in the fire burned hills

Whatever Jhala said, he didn't understand, but he found her vocalization soothing and soon he sank to the ground, weary. He returned a yap of his own, but it was as meaningless to her as his words to him, surely. Satisfied that their game was finished and that the herd of mountain creatures wouldn't return anytime soon, the Gamma placed his chin over his ankles and let his eyes drift shut. Whether Jhala remained or not was up to her. Farstep's breath soon grew deep and fluttery, signalling sleep.