"Nnnnnnm...'s early." The striped tail that had managed to wriggle under Ginko doubled itself around the troll's face. JW's coils shifted before scrunching in on themselves and going still again.

The naga tended to be a light sleeper, but it was winter now and he didn't face the light of day unless it was to lay in a useless heap in the ONE SUNNY SPOT LEFT IN THE ENTIRE WORLD or to hunt. And then it was right back to dreamland.