Silver Creek it's a mineral, marie

Ohi. ^__^

One foreleg flopped loosely over the nearest girl, Shreya snoozed away but awoke when one of them hiccuped. She groomed the pup vaguely and it went back to sleep, but Shreya's dozing was over. She'd become a very light-sleeper. So with a muffled garumph, Shreya got creakily to her paws and padded to the entrance of the den, where she stretched more in the ebbing daylight.

Casmir, she observed mid-yawn. They're still in dreamland, she told him, assuming he was here to visit the pups as usual.