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As Reverie struggled to keep their heavy eyes open, waking with their slim form curled around a soft, moon-shaped pillow, they wondered why in Murmur's good Burrow they would ever agreed to be up this early. Of course, they knew it was because Placido had requested it, eyes shining at the idea of Reverie accompanying him to the beach. Even putting aside their friendship, Placido's kindness was always difficult difficult to turn down. Re...

Ever controlled by their rampant fatigue and drowsiness, Reverie was inclined to prioritize comfort over most other aspects in their burrow, but this did not prevent it from being carefully arranged to their preferences. A relatively small space, the air carries the distinct smell of incense, with a touch of burnt sage. The far corner is dominated by a cozy nest, an ever-shifting arrangement of bedding shifted and slightly re-arranged with nearly every rest taken there. It is a rather ...