Emberwood Isn't this such a beautiful night?

At some point, long after the girls had eaten their fill and conked out on top of each other, Cambria remembered the bone he’d dropped outside. His eyes found Odessia’s in the dim and he mouthed an apology his drowsy mate likely wouldn’t understand. He would explain in the morning. For now, he let out a very dadlike sigh, crossed his forelegs and let his head drop down on top of them. He would sleep too—with one eye open, of course.