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The day had started out fascinating and ended with immense fun. All of the dragonfly chasing and Urma seeking had worn the little boy out, and he stifled another yawn rather unsuccessfully. He didn't really want to go to bed, now, but the day had held so much excitement that he would resign himself to sleep. Gotham felt that he deserved it, after practicing some very important skills. Tomorrow would be a new day, and he would not be tired, and he could go on even more adventures. The pup hoped that he could play with Urma again soon, because somehow she had managed to keep his curious little self busy for the entire day. Even when he was hiding he was not bored, because he could think about all the baby dragonflies that were hiding, too.
Gotham watched the alabaster female with curiosity as she crouched down beside him. What was she doing? His little eyebrows furrowed, perhaps a little half-heartedly, but at her offer his confusion was gone and he let out a high pitched giggle. More than this being a way for him to save the little energy that he had left, this was like another fun game! With the giggle as his only response, he tried very carefully to get himself onto the older wolf's back. When he finally managed to find a position where he was not constantly slipping over the other side, he was draped across her shoulders with his chin resting on the top of her head. His tail thumping (gently, of course!) against Urma's back, he purred, "Thanks Urrrrrma."
As they walked back to the Manor, Gotham imagined that he was riding a nice dragonfly. In the half sleep that accompanied his comfort, it seemed real and exciting. The excitement, however, did not prevent him from falling asleep before they reached the front door. It had been a most marvellous day.
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