Mount Apikuni No one 'round here's good at keeping their eyes closed.

Thorleif glanced around and saw that everyone had begun to settle down.  He yawned and stretched leisurely.  It had been a fruitful day, at the end.  There was one more wolf to talk to.  The flies were defeated, and their spells broken.  Thorleif padded over to the base of a tree and lay down.  He gave one more yawn, and he rolled onto his back.  It was not long, when the giant rainbow colored flying fish began drifting down from the clouds to snatch him away to the land of slumber.