“We don’t have time to wait for him, so we’ll have to speed things along.” Burrow watched on, apprehension rising while Aphid stood up and trotted over towards his sleeping friend. He was prepared to stop her if things got too out of hoof, Aphid stepping over a leg. He watched as she settled down atop Mr Growl’s stomach, her head resting on her forelegs while her own stomach rested atop the sleeping creature’s groin. “Huh, this is actually really comfortable.”