Sleeping Dragon listen how your heart beats inside me

The fur here was damp, which she didn't like, but before she could protest she could feel that it was soft and comforting, like mother's. It had a different smell, but not too different — and Rey didn't object to new things anyway. She let herself be tucked away gently and licked, and did a happy snuggle against the new adult. Grooming was marvellous. But then she felt one of her littermates against her, and this got her moving again. Rey nuzzled pointlessly against Eske, insistent that it was wriggle time once again.