Heron Lake Plateau thanks, I hate it

Thanks, Towhee. He was exhausted, there was no doubt about that, and getting some well-needed rest was exactly what he planned to do. Burnt sienna eyes cast over his two living children one more time, and he situated himself so that he was making a crescent moon shape around them. Now they were sort of fenced in between himself and Camilla.

He was halfway through some thought about how long it would take him to fall asleep when he began snoring softly.

We can fade here or continue once X brings back food. Up to you!