Blacktail Deer Plateau mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?

oh, god, she was waking him up again. why wouldn't she just let him sleep?! she had done so once upon a time, letting his tiny body relax into the plush fur lining her belly. but now she was poking and prodding, taking him into her embrace.

and dawn had left, so this must be the end.

you're gonna make it. "yahaan hain kyon?" aditya asked huskily, his eyes sticky as he peeled them open once more. "yahaan hain. mar raha hoon." it was as simple as that (not knowing that this was, in fact, not his mother and the tongue he spoke in would be gibberish to the woman.

god, he was tired! his limbs felt a thousand pounds each, his head heavy and swollen, the exhaustion tugging at him with every movement. he leaned into maa, his breath wheezing and whistling, chest rising and falling as faint as a summer breeze through prairie grass.