Dragoncrest Cliffs You're wanted coast to coast

Sobo met every kick and wiggle with an unhappy grunt. He hated that he had to keep readjusting his weight to remain balanced on his brother's body, but he did it anyway. The smell was less intense this way. That was more than enough reason for him to maintain his higher ground.

Relief for Loko came in the form of a gasp of breath, and for Sobo, it came in the form of stillness. His fat melted in and around his lankier sibling's crevices until at last the boy was slack-jawed and quietly snoring with Loko tucked beneath him like some cherished teddy bear.