Nimbus Summit It's only water and sand

He barely suppressed his sigh of relief when Tuuluuwaq called it a night. Okay, Caracal replied by rote, sure. Honestly, there was a good chance he’d forget or sleep in tomorrow, especially after his busy day. But right at the moment, he was certainly eager to please.

And his mind was elsewhere: namely, a bed, any bed. Night, he said simply, not daring to try out the Beta’s name. He raised his paw to his temple and saluted the older man with a click of his tongue, then turned to find somewhere comfy and close to collapse.