Heron Lake Plateau But I'm ten toes down, I will not fold.

Fig seemed utterly perplexed by her face-smushing, which earned a snicker from Towhee. When he made to bite at her, she relented and bent down to give him a slobbery kiss, her tongue swiping from the tip of his nose up between his ears and leaving a little cowlick in its wake.

She looked over to see Fen fast asleep, then back to Fig with his bitchin' hairstyle, and the Beta's heart fell very full all over again. She would never get tired of this feeling. She hadn't carried these two in her womb, yet Towhee certainly carried them in her heart.

Speaking of tired... -Didn't you guys just wake up?- she pondered, pointing a toe at Fig's sleepy sister. -Don't tell me you're gonna rack out on me too?-