Noctisardor Bypass noumou

By now, Druid knew Skaigona and Worripa well, favoring the former nearly as much as she did her own sister. But never had they shared Sequoia's breast as they did today. Although mildly perplexed, the puppy accepted this development without complaint and soon settled down to enjoy a nap with a bit more cushioning and warmth than usual.

Skaigona’s tantrum roused her from sleep. Blinking blearily, Druid unwound her limbs from around Witch and puttered toward the den’s entrance. Her ears twitched as she listened to her friend’s cries. They made her anxious and she looked around to see if an adult would come comfort her.

Her eyes fell upon her holly stick, now featuring several rough patches where tiny teeth had sawed through the various layers. Druid scampered over and fetched it, hoisting it almost clear of the ground and carrying it back to drop beside Skaigona.