I am far too gone along the sleepy sleep train to bother with nonsense like fields caught ablaze for totally mysterious reasons. One of my tails is snugly pressed up between my legs and being used as a warm warm pillow of extra fluffy fluffy. The other 8 are making a blanket for me to sleep on off of the hard ground, since comfort is key when it comes to passed of sleep from amazing sex. Blushing and moaning out some more in my sleep, dry humping my tail as I enjoy sweet nothings, ignoring the yelling and the banging and the assholes of the world.