mattresses trump food emergencies

Together, the three of them were able to heave the thick, plush creation towards the door. Maneuvering it through the opening was going to be fun. The Warlord stepped through, looking back as he continued to pull. His shoulder muscles standing in stark relief as he really put his back into it. Watching as first Azure made it out the door, and then the bear. When they reached the mattress, Sirius called out a stop. He took off his harness, and moved back to the door, grabbing at the mattress and practically crawling under, getting himself good leverage, before shoving it upright “Pull!” he barked, and the two complied, getting it an itch out the door so it fell against the door itself instead of back down flat again.

Satisfied that they were going to be able to get it through the opening, he went back to his harness, and they finished pulling it through the clearance. “Oh, man. You have no idea, Azure” he laughed at the boy’s question. “Love makes you do some silly things.”


"Sirius Fatalis"