Like Jonah from the whale

Sunder seemed a little surprised that she would come so close to him and Iolaire raised a brow. What sort of pack did he come from? Casual touching was just something that the tiny fae had grown up doing. It never crossed her mind that it might make someone uncomfortable. Others had always done the same with her. Thankfully, the hairless pup settled and began to drift off to sleep. Curling up in a ball beneath the giant fur, Iolaire soon did the same. Sunder's soft, sleepy voice drifted to her and Io grinned. "Sweet sleep, Sunder," she replied in turn.

It didn't take Iolaire long to fall asleep. She always slept well when curled up near another body. Less to worry about when there was more than one of you. The heat of the fire, the warmth of the furs and the comfort of Sunder curled up beside her brought on deep, restful sleep. Something that the healer desperately needed.

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