“Dappled Leaf nodded. “They can share the spare nest.” As River Ripple disappeared inside his den, Moth Flight glanced shyly at Micah. She’d only shared a nest with her brother before. Dust Muzzle had always teased her that it was like sleeping next to a badger. “I’m afraid I snore.” “Good.” He took another bite of fish. “I snore too.” Dappled Pelt rolled her eyes. “Great,” she muttered.”
