Chip was small but warm and laying on the dusty rug in the quite room of the castle, there was a soft feeling that things were okay. This was okay. That it could even feel right this way. Away from others it even dared to feel content.
Normal.
It idly stroked Chip's back until it went slower and slower and then eventually just laid its hand next to the guardian and went quiet aside from the soft breathing as its chest rose up and down.
Tolin Kalin
Fin
