Standing up from the cold ground, she turned to find him perched on a short, flat rock. He tilted his head at her, but his question was cut off and his eyes widened when she climbed up onto his lap. Spreading herself over the warm legs and relishing the heat, Aphid sighed in contentment. “Well, Mr Growls,” she said while giving him a thankful smile. “It’s a good start, but my rump cheeks aren’t getting any warmer with you just sitting there.” 