Northstar Vale I can take apart the remote control

Sable is fully skippable! I forgot to say whoops

Sable had been somewhere vaguely between sleep and wakefulness, snoozing in the dirt. Then, he was plucked up from said dirt sleep, and placed somewhere else.

An unfamiliar scent flooded his noise, and he opened his mouth to at least attempt a raspy complaint about the service. Then, of course, the rocking began and the boy immediately found this much more to his liking. He set the smell to his developing memory, learning the facets of it while he could.

Once he was sure he had it down, he dubbed thee “new favorite rocking chair”, and settled down to sleep on his older brother’s chest with a near mute wuffle sound.