Redsand Canyon Baby lion lost his teeth.

Her own story had put her halfway to sleep, judging by the yawn that forced apart her jaws a moment later. Towhee shook her head, blinking away the sleepiness, and just caught Aquene’s question.

I’m hoping for no more than three, she stated frankly. One was perfect and four was… too many. She felt a flicker of guilt at this admission but it was the naked truth. I think two would be pretty great too. But that’s the thing: we have absolutely no control over it, so I don’t really bother speculating. And that was why she didn’t bother bouncing the question back to her friend.

Drawing in a breath to oxygenate her sleepy brain, she realized suddenly that maybe it wasn’t that big a deal if she got kind of drowsy. Would you mind if I napped here for a bit? Towhee asked, figuring Aquene might still appreciate some company, even if it was of the snoring variety.