Dragoncrest Cliffs i was born a dreamer

@Eske

Arlo has been thankful they have been allowed into the cavern despite their rank, not sure how they’d survive the outside world without proper protection. His coat is thick enough for winter but there is still a bite that numbs his limbs every time he steps outside. The window blows at the entrance, causing a whipping sound every now and then and a puff of snow will tumble in. Arlo mostly keeps to the back when they are not sleeping, wishing to go outside and stretch his legs and make the most of his time but the damper that has been put on them keeps him in place.

Tired, and bored, he shuffles down on a dead patch of grass and tucks his feet beneath him. A little wiggle tells him they are still there but he closes his eyes and lowers his head to the ground. With nothing else to really do, he allows sleep to overcome him for the time being—at least until something better comes along.