Swiftcurrent Creek A fart is just a turd honking for the right of way

Julius was already drifting back to sleep when Relonikiv squirmed entirely on top of him. He let out a drowsy yelp of complaint, muffled by his mother's fur in his face, but didn't do much else to complain. The added weight made him feel heavier, which he mistook for drowsiness.

He was almost asleep when Relonikiv released his final act of smelliness. The milk-giver's fur did a good job of blocking most of the smell out. When his brother leaked his fecal matter onto him, he swung his head a bit in protest to the feeling of the stuff wetting his skin under the fur. It was soon forgotten, as the new feeling lost its newness. Julius eventually fell asleep, as if nothing had ever happened.