Sawtooth Spire Corynorhinus

My last post here!

Sleep pulled hard at the boy and he quickly found himself struggling to stay awake, wanting to see what else was going on. However, being tucked in against his father's fur was pure bliss for the small terror, the warmth emanating from the red fur of his sire making it ever harder to resist. In the end, he lost the battle and drifted off into a comfortable, quiet dreamworld. A heavy sleeper, not even the sounds of his brothers playing would disturb him.