Bearclaw Valley Just jot me down on your to-do list under "put out like a fire"

sleeping piper can be skipped <3

Warmth had quickly become a hot commodity for the young girl. Her rusty little figure puttered in the same four or five square inches before she was able to find the plush feeling of another body. Not knowing if it was her mothers or another, she touched against it with tiny paws and attempted to latch her gums to whatever they could hold. She suckled sadly at the tufts of fur on Laurel’s midsection before she found that it wasn’t producing the sustenance that she needed. Defeated and weary from her hard work – being born and all – Piper squeaked a few times to announce her need for sleep and comfort before she curled herself tightly against the back of Wyatt and pressed her face into their mother with the softest release of breath that could ever be heard. Her eyes were dark, but it only helped for sleep to overtake her and whisk her away to a wonderland crafted especially for delicate things.