Phoenix Maplewood i'm not throwing away my shot

Erg, tired Reek is my favorite Reek.

Reek stirred in place and stretched his forelegs outward as he tried to shake himself awake.  He was far too groggy to rise to his feet, so he writhed on the ground like snake, slowly squirming his way forward towards the cache in a nearly comical manner. Making it a few feet forward, Reek finally settled back into the snow with another great yawn and laid still.

"I wouldn't say it's mine" he mumbled, shutting his eyes once more.  "It's like, you know, communal and shit." Hardly eloquent in his tired state, Reek's words flopped out of his mouth with the gracefulness of a live tuna.

"I'm just taking a quick break... napping and stuff. Important buisness and the like," muttered Reek in response. "How 'bout you fam?"