Not As Think As You Drunk I Am, Bro!

She fell asleep easily enough, but soon began to toss and turn fitfully. Galaxy gaze was staring at the sky above before she even realized that she was awake. Blinking a few times, Asla groaned and rolled to her paws. She looked around groggily. Her nose still wasn't working well. She didn't like sleeping alone. Not at all. Asla had been sleeping with Bas's big body curled around her for a while now. Sleeping alone was just... hard.


As the young wolf looked around, she saw the sleeping form of Naiche. A little smile tugged at her maw. He hadn't left her alone after all. For all his talk of hatred, he was a softie. It was pretty cute. Pan was also curled up in the grass. It warmed Asla's cold little heart to see them both sleeping nearby. Nearby, but not close enough.

Rising to her paws a little shakily, Aslatiel picked her way quietly across the grass. She stooped and placed a little kiss on Pan's head since he'd raised it up to look at her approach. Once that was done, the drunken girl gently curled herself against Naiche, her back pressed against his back. With one final yawn, Asla buried her nose under the tip of her tail and drifted back to sleep easily. This time, she slept through the night.