Cedar Sweep an invisible space

✴their gumming at one-another was the closest thing to a fight that two potatoes could have. he grasped at her cheek and she grasped at his nose, or his chin, or whatever tuft of fur was closest. it was wet and warm so not wholly unpleasant until their mother pulled them apart for a quick bath; the resulting void between the siblings enraged sisamat, who sucked in a breath and loosed a honk.