Nova Peak must gnaw

All good! Last for me :)

The small Frostfur sprawled on the grass, spent from his horseplay, but yet too restless to sleep. His father, however, had the answer. He returned from the alder tree with another strip of bark for the boy, who immediately grabbed it and began to chew contentedly. He chewed, and chewed, occasionally barking or returning of his father's nips, until the movement of his jaws slowed as he drifted into sleep, the strip of bark still grasped in his mouth.