Wheeling Gull Isle lasnat

My mother had four in my litter, you know, he burred quietly on a yawn, head still resting on Heda’s shoulder. One didn’t make it but the three of us were total pills. I never really got along with the twins. Luckily, I had Killer. But I’m getting off-topic. It just makes me really grateful for my mom. Like, raising this many kids is hard work. She did at least some of it singlehandedly too. Friggin’ crazy…

His voice grew quieter throughout his sleepy soliloquy before he fell quiet entirely. Caracal meant to make the most of this time with Heda but at some point, his breath deepened and he began to snore in his wife’s ear.