Dragoncrest Cliffs You're wanted coast to coast

Hrrrrnnggghh.

Squished. He was squished. His small world had become even smaller. Loko didn't mind being somewhere near the bottom of a puppy pile but this felt entirely wrong and uncomfortable. His face was just too smothered.

He snorted and snotted all over his brother until his tireless worming and squirming succeeded and his nose popped out between a couple of legs. There it sucked in a big breath and sighed, and there the pup ceased his fussing.

His weighted Sobo-blanket might not approve, but he was fine here.