Swiftcurrent Creek the season to be jolly

Despite the lack of mother and siblings to cushion and warm him, Relonikiv did not complain. He kept kneading his own golden cheeks, eventually putting himself to sleep. With a quiet sigh, his tiny body relaxed, uncurling from its balled position. He settled on his right side, his cheek resting on his trapped paw, his left hind leg pointed straight up into the air to reveal his chubby, pale pink belly.