[It feels kind of soothing, like a hand ruffling his hair. Hope shifts around in his sleep, a tiny dreamlike smile on his lips. An arm reaches out to grab at...
...feathers?
With a sleepy noise, he lifts a fist to rub it over his eyes, slowly blinking them open.]
[action!]
...feathers?
With a sleepy noise, he lifts a fist to rub it over his eyes, slowly blinking them open.]