"Thank you," Kere whispered as Hadithi left him alone. He'd had enough to drink now and he wasn't yet hungry. Time to sleep then. He found himself humming a silly little lullaby his mother had once sung to him so long ago.

Still humming softly, he found a sunny patch and lay down to soak up the warmth.

Within moments, Kereng'ende's soft snores sounded in time with the birds songs.