Swiftcurrent Creek that autumn chill · pack meeting [r1 ends 04/10]

Burdock was not in a good mood, because he had been woken up from a nap and therefore still felt sleepy and groggy. Part of Arlette's job herding her brood towards the meeting place had been to nudge her son awake at least three times, the fourth - he had fallen face first in a puddle. Once they had arrived, he nested himself in the space right between his mom's forepaws, gave an indifferent look at all, who had gathered, greeted them with a one huu-u-u-u-u-uge yawn and went right back to sleep.