Sun Mote Copse Autumn Days

"Hey, geroff," Towhee admonished Primrose without heat, gently pushing him away, "I still need those, even if they don't work properly." She grinned and chucked him under the chin, before sitting back and acknowledging the small boys' quick exchange.

"I was thinking of napping. Will you tell me a bedtime story?" Towhee requested with a cheeky smile, wondering if Primrose would understand that the moment she shut her eyes, she wouldn't be able to hear it. "Come on, what do you say?"

She stretched out in the damp grass, the sun stroking her dark fur and offsetting any chill. She rolled onto her side, then partially onto her back, kicking out a foreleg to bat playfully at Prim. Towhee also made a point to shoot an upside-down smile of encouragement at Rasalas, if he wanted to collaborate too.