Bearclaw Valley For some birthday or some Christmas that has come and gone

As much as he protested and wiggled against Nunataq's ticklish ministrations, Lucas enjoyed them, too. He was mildly put out when Indra arrived and called out, taking Nunataq's attention away, but the promise of food had him quickly up on his feet. He was going to need a nap soon, he decided with a wide yawn, but the damp pup was more interested in what Indra had brought them than sleeping at the moment. It wasn't until later, once they'd eaten, that Lucas parted from Nunataq and sought somewhere to lie down for the afternoon.