Broken Antler Fen I got a pocketful of sunshine

Wiggling his wet, black nose he sneezed softly, yawning soon after. He licked his sniff cushion clean and then pressed himself against his mother, focusing on the bath he was given more than anything. He yawned once more when he got pulled even closer, making a soft sound that resembled a giggle as his mother smothered him to sleep. Black his world became once more, yet he felt good.