Whitebark Stream Travel light, let the sun eclipse you.

The possibility of an adventure outside was enough to soothe Winter's disappointment. It wasn't quite a promise from his father as the boy was too young to fully understand, but the consideration heightened his anticipation. He smiled brightly at his gilded parent, sure to remember when dawn broke.

"Okay," the sterling cub beamed up at his sire, and leaned in close so he could press his flank to a warm shoulder. "Why you no sleep?" Winter asked, feeling the weight of his own eyelids yet too curious and stubborn to allow himself to doze.