Blackfeather Woods nippikortuyok

Yes please!

All good things came to an end eventually. Though the boy was pleased with his playtime and the joy of finding his mother's muddled features was enthralling to him, Sos could feel the waves washing over his youthful frame. It was as though he had found himself on the edge of an ocean that stretched into infinity. The sky seemed to fade away to the waves until they were only one. At the edge of the water was where he was; stretched out against the cool sand. Each lapping of water was another tug of his dreams, beckoning him to the world of sleep so that he might know them. The bear released a long-winded yawn and blinked his eyes heavily. With a sweet sigh, Sos climbed from where he was until he was closer to his mother and pressed his frame tightly to her chest. Once he had wrapped himself into a ball, the child allowed for the waves to take him into a world that only youthful imagination could conjure.