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A puff of air, blew across his, he didn't know what was up there, but he felt it. His squall stopped mid scream, and he lifted his head again. Searching, sniffing, though there would be no smells, it was instinct to do so. He turned his head this way and that, though it pulled a tired yawn from him, and then his belly again. He fussed once, twice, searching for warmth.

Though for now he was quiet in his search, his body moving at a slow crawl across the floor. He attempted to move the heavy things that hung from either side, and with a loud squeak he rolled to his side again, having over extended his movement. He lay there now, little sides heaving, spent.