Sun Mote Copse Smash a vintage vase a day

"As you wish," Wraen shrugged, but instead of repeating the previous sequence, she picked the piece of pelt up, placed it elsewhere and lied on top of it, so that only a small corner was visible from beneath her rib-cage.

"Ready? I am going to sle-e-e-e-eeeeeep!" the yawn came naturally. Then she rested laterally and with a deep sigh prepared for a good nap. If the pup was stealthy enough, she might fall asleep for real.