Bearclaw Valley Jolly Jellies

@Marten

It was an early morning, when Nunataq - cold and shivering - returned to the rendevouz's site. She had yet again camped out in the Wapun meadow in a hope to find Lucas again, had even spent the night there, but at some point the cold got better of her. And the toughest of the tough had to admit that for few hours her compulsion to search and wait was weaker than the willingness to have a nap in the middle of the warm puppy pile.

She entered the place, found that everyone was still asleep (or maybe she simply did not notice those half-opened eyes that followed her) and after a little deliberation chose a spot right next to Marten. She lied right next to him, drew her limbs to her and rested her head against his.

While Nuna did not have much use of her brother in her daily activities, as an all natural, soft, warm and fluffy pillow and bed-warmer he was perfect.