Sun Mote Copse Take Yourself Home part.II

Awakened by the gentle nudging of his mother, Primrose drearily blinked and squinted upwards at her in earnest, blinded by the bright light of the day. "Are we..." The boy couldn't help but let out a loud yawn. "Are we going home already?"

He felt a little sad that he couldn't stay and play with Cenric, but mothers word was law and he knew not to go against it.

Standing up, the boy trotted after the man, worming around the large legs and brushing against the odd brown fur with his old pale pelt. "Bye Cenric!" He chirped, "See you soon!"

And with that Primrose bounded back to his mother, following her home with lil jumps and talkative questions of what he had missed.