Arrow Lake There is a cat hovering in the men's bathroom at the radio station

With Dragomir in his second phase of development (acquiring sight), this one's getting outdated, so do you mind if we fade with your next post?

Such struggles proved to be quite the strain for baby wolves like Dragomir. His gaping jaws gradually grew slower, his flailing limbs faltering, and as Aure whispered slurred words into his flank, he yawned. His shocking pink tongue, with its endearing dark splotch toward the back, curled toward the heavens and his head lolled. Just like that, the babe was out.

He didn't return to the battle in his head, but found himself as an amoebe instead, stretching feelers out into the dark as he crept along, searching for microbes to devour while the baby wolf that was him slept.