Phoenix Maplewood storm surge

Soon enough after his topple, his aunt was stepping in to sweep he and his siblings together. Whit went willingly enough, though he was only slightly more awake than he had been a moment before. He blinked rapidly to brush away his weariness, but it didn't exactly work too well. His gaze landed on Pasha and Allure as he rejoined them, all curled up and snuggly...

Disregarding the comfort of his siblings, Whit clambered over to them and proceeded to wedge himself as snugly as he could between their rumps. Once settled, he placed his head upon Pasha's spine and gave a contented sigh. He had no idea how long he had to sleep and be cozy, but he was happy to take what he could get.