Hideaway Strath the teeth of the eye of a storm

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She isn’t latched upon the ear for long—which is fine, it’s not producing anything—before she’s forced away. Okay, now that is not what she likes. She would have let go. Eventually. Her mouth opens to wail but no sound comes out as a yawn takes over against her will. She’s nudged a little roughly, pressed into her mouth, and she grunts in displeasure. It is short lived when she feels the warmth and faint sounds coming from her mother and it is harder and harder to stay awake. A second yawn forces out of her mouth as she slowly falls back asleep, settled snuggly next to Lotte.