Heron Lake Plateau Sometimes we're only flying for a while

I'll just last tywyll post here!

He'd focused on his mom and dad's voices the whole time and once things seemed to settle down a bit Tywyll let his mind drift. Whenever he sensed his mother's sadness he would squirm close and lick at whatever part of her he could reach. Slowly though he grew sleepy, warmed by his mother's body he began to drift to sleep and finally he moved to curl up against her side and fell asleep completely.