Sawtooth Spire don't squander it

He rolled up against her. Her teeth danced dangerously close to his muzzle as she snapped back at him. He tried not to laugh out loud. Instead, he snickered quietly and rolled, turning with his belly up in the air as he pawed at the sky. "The sky's awake. So I'm awake." It was hard to see it through the fog, but the sun was rising. Or trying to. Eventually it'd happen and the sun would clear the mist away, but until then they were tucked in a cloud and cozy.

Iqniq turned back to his belly, stood up, and nudged her beneath the curve of her arms. "Yeah, yeah. You liked it. Now quit your wining and get up already. We've got ground to cover." He wanted to explore before the day was high and the den was active. That meant they had to get moving. "Sleep is for the weak. You'll be fine, sleeping beauty."