Lake Lewisia #105

Jamil burrowed back into the warm spot in the blanket nest he had vacated in the pursuit of more water and snacks. Kim snuffled and snorted, and Jamil brushed a stray feather away from his face before placing the straw for the water within reach. Kim made a noise of gratitude that extended into a sigh of relief as Jamil returned to the task of scratching at Kim’s wings, where his molting feathers itched and tickled endlessly.

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LL#105