Now, it was time to relax as it prepared to move near the forest’s edge, on the border of where the strange field creatures dwelled in their living hill-nests. It did not fear them—they had always fled from it, as was only good and proper behaviour in lesser creatures. Now, all it had to do was await the arrival of the females and it would have yet another successful cold-time behind it, with its posterity yet again realised and abandoned to fend for themselves. As was only right and proper.