Dragoncrest Cliffs it was war and you are made of meat

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he blinked, once. twice. thrice.

the sky was clear and the blinding light flooded into the den. quennell had existed solely in the den since his return. he found the sleeping was a better existence for a multitude of reasons. yet it felt impossible to sleep with the light right on his face and the warmth that flooded his face from it.

he thought he felt @Swordfish somewhere nearby, maybe it was somebody else. the ache that ran from butt to head asked him to not stretch his neck to look who it was.

but the need to piss was strong, so he fumbled upward despite any voices that may have cautioned he didn't.

he made it to the opening of the den before he tiredly wobbled, hind legs dropped and his ass met the earth with a soft thud. followed promptly by a yelp of his startled pain.

frantically he looked around for @Meerkat or his maman @Erzulie.