Too Hot To Handle

Morendo blinked his bleary eyes open at his father's beaconing, lifting his head from where it had been laying on his paws. He hadn't been fully asleep, mostly just hovering on the edge of it since it was so hot and unbearable. It was one of those things where he was trying to force himself to sleep just so he wouldn't be super tired tomorrow, but it wasn't really pleasant either. He didn't really know what was happening when they were told to bring a sleeping fur with them, but he didn't question. Instead, he just quickly rolled one up and carried it with him out of the room, sticking close to his mother's side as always.

When they got to the beach he neatly rolled out the fur he brought and sat on it while he watched the others start splashing around in the water and what not, his father just laying in the shallows. He was sure the water was plenty cool and probably felt nice, but he was content settling down here on the sand instead, plenty far away as to avoid all the splashing, and just enjoy the cooler breeze that came off of the water. At least out here there was no walls to block the wind so that was a bonus. He settled down onto his stomach and rested his head on his paws again, watching his siblings as if they were some form of entertainment.

"Morendo Klien"