Dragoncrest Cliffs Gatherer

Everything would be perfect. It was his goal for this day, to leave nothing untouched in its place. All to help his maman. So she could have rest from long days and tired nights, and so that when his siblings decided to crawl back in, it too would be comfortable for them. It kept him busy.

Sprawling hide upon the soft nest of bedding for maman, he contemplated getting more. If this was enough, suddenly he didn't know. How long, however, before they all grew stinky should he, and he wasted hide?
He'd figure it out later. Ask maman later.

He lugged his fat booty out the entrance like a snail. What else.....