King Elk Forest neanderthal

she moved closer and he smiled at the warmth of her fur before lapsing into a doze. Laika, however, didn't seem keen on that, and so he pulled himself together attentively. "my family lives on the coast. donnelaith. my parents are the leaders. they came from a place farther inland, though, called blacktail deer plateau." there. that was his entire history, as concise and pointed as he could make it. 

"what about you?" he asked politely, though his lids were screaming to drop over his eyes and let him sleep, even just for a siesta-length. if he was lucky, Laika would be brief too, as pretty as her voice was.