antrozous

Her breathing slowed by the moment as she nearly fell into the throes of sleep... but, the sound of dragging caused one eye to open. It was that, and the sound of his cries. He came toward the warmth her nostrils surely provided in their hot breaths, and Tonravik closed her eye yet again in the vain hope that he would simmer down. Her body acted as an effective barrier... and when he drew nearer to the warmth she provided, hopefully he would quiet down. That remained to be seen, but her twitching ear regarded his sounds and identified it for what it was: a nuisance.