embrace this life

Fable didn't necessarily love sleeping, but she did love naps. The little girl slept in short bursts interspersed with furious activity. Since she slept in such fits, it was of utmost importance that she slept soundly - which is why she reflexively snarled when one of her siblings stepped on her face as they swarmed their father. Fable had fallen asleep between Poem and Sparhawk, possibly in the middle of a bedtime story. Since her father was the target of everyone's efforts she had no choice but to wake up. She opened one eye and then the other, prolonging the final moment as long as she could until she finally streeeetched out and woke up. "Shhh! Daddy's trying to sleep... and so was I," Fable grumbled, her small ears flat. They hadn't quite managed to stand up on their own anyway, but her displeasure was still evident. "Momma, make them go back to bed! Please," she added sweetly. Momma was the very best at telling them all what to do and they usually listened.