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>The loud snore wakes me from my slumber

>My mind groggily returns to me and I feel warm

>Comfortably warm

>Like I'm wrapped up in a big furry blanket in the middle of a snowstorm

>But it would be so much more comfortable if weren't for that damn snore!

>I pull my furry blanket over my head and-

>Wait

>The blanket I found on the bed wasn't made of fur…

>I open my eyes and look at the furry thing in my hand

>It's a bear paw

>A big one, with five stout fingers each tipped with a large black claw

>And that snore, it's coming from right behind me!

>Filled with equal parts curiosity and fear I turn my head and look behind me

>A brown bear woman is sleeping with her chest against my back, her eyes are closed and a spittle of drool hangs from her mouth as she continues to snore

>As much as I want to simply get the hell off the bed she's blocking my way, with the cave wall in front of me and several hundred pounds of bear behind me

>After briefly freezing with indecision I gently pick up her paw and place it beside her, then lay flat on the bed and tap her on the shoulder

>"Hey, wake up." I whisper

>She shows no sign of waking

>So I tap on her on the shoulder with more vigor and raise my voice

>"Hey! Wake up lady. You're in my bed."

>Her ear twitches and an eye slowly opens

>"Your bed? This is our bed. I have as much right to use it as you do." She groggily replies

>Then her eye closes and she drapes her furry arm over me, that annoying snore once again coming from her muzzle

>With a flicker of anger growing within me I get up and crawl over her

>"Hey! Watch it!" She spits back as I accidentally knee her in the stomach

>I land on the dirt floor and get on my feet, incredibly displeased at how my morning's gone so far

>Trying to keep my voice calm I cross my arms and stare an angry hole into the bear

>"So are you Nella? I came here to meet with a druid, not serve as the bed warmer of some wild beast woman."

>She raises her arms towards the ceiling and yawns, getting into a sitting position on the bed

>Only now do I realize how little she's wearing

>Her breasts are held in a simple bra made of deerskin and her womanhood is hidden under a matching deerskin loincloth

>Even for a beast folk she dresses lightly

>"Yes, I'm Nella." She clears her throat and gives me a warm smile. “I apologize if I startled you when you woke up. I simply felt it was unfair not to reward you with a warm night's sleep after that wonderful gift you left for my beaver."

>That wonderful gift I left for her…beaver?

>I shake my head in confusion

>"What?"

>She points to the side of the bed

>"You know, that tasty stick you brought with you. She loved it by the way, she was able to put the finishing touches on her dam with it. Poor beaver's been looking for a nice, stout piece of wood like that for a while now."

>I finally put two and two together

>"My staff?! A fucking beaver made off with my staff?! Where is it? I need it back!"

>She chuckles

>"I already told you, she gnawed it to pieces and finished her dam with it. Such productive little creatures, she had it done by dawn."

>"Nella you fool! That staff was critical to my wellbeing! I needed it!"

>She cocks an eyebrow

>"Needed it? Why?"

>I take a deep breath and calm my nerves, even though the sole source of my faux magical talent was now part of some beaver's waterfront property I mustn't let Nella know anything is up

>I look to the ground and scratch my head

>"I…uhh…it's nothing. Anyway, I feel like we got off to a bad start. My name is Malik, I'm here to-“

>She cuts me off

>"You were sent here to learn from me by the college of mages back at the capital. Yes, I know, your horse told me all about it last night."

>"My horse told you? The one I have tied up outside? The one that tries to eat my boots on a semi-regular basis?"

>"Of course! She's an old girl you know, it's cruel to ride her so hard for so long. I untied her and led her to a stream to drink, then told her she's free to gallop the forest as she sees fit."

>I feel the anger return to my face

>"You let my horse free?! I need her to make the journey home! There's no way I can travel so many miles on foot."

>She waves a paw dismissively

>"Don't worry about it Malik. Your trusty steed will return to you before it's time to leave. You have my word." She assures me, putting a paw to her chest

>Nella finally stands to her full height and stretches, her chest bouncing as she does

>She licks her dry lips and her dark eyes fall to me

>"Now, you came here to learn from me, right? Take off that ridiculous robe, put your boots on, and follow me outside."

>I scoff at her request

>"Take off my robe? As a student of the mage's college on an official mission from the arch mage himself I simply can't do that. The robe acts a marker of distinction, it shows my place in the college and differentiates me from unsanctioned practitioners of magic."

>"Unsanctioned practitioners? Like me?" She says, crossing her arms as a displeased look comes across her face

>I look down and shrug nervously

>"Well…yes. You possess no degree nor certification from the college. B-b-but I don't mean to imply that you are somehow inferior to those that do, of course."

>I try to disarm the situation with a smile

>She doesn't bite

>"I see how it is. The college sends their young haughty students, like you, out here in the middle of nowhere so they can go back to their superiors and report what? That the stupid, silly, barely civilized beast folk can barely harness the natural energies of the world? That they all live in mud huts and eat raw meat? That they all act on instinct? Screwing like rabbits and beating each other on the head with wooden clubs when they get angry?"

>I put my arms up in surrender

>"N-no that's not what I meant at all-“

>"Then take your robe off!" Nella shouts, her tone just short of outright angry

>I take a deep breath and decide that it may not be in my best interest to anger the bear any further

>I slowly remove my mage's robe and place it on the bed, now only clothed in a cotton undershirt, loose leather pants, and my boots

>She gives a satisfied huff and storms off to the entrance of the hut, I follow a few feet behind her

>She throws open the bark door and I raise an arm up to shield my eyes from the blindingly bright daylight

>When my eyes adjust I scan my surroundings and-whoa

>This place, it's beautiful

>The tall pines from before are now joined with great mossy oaks, green vines hanging like spiderwebs between their branches

>The ground is mostly short soft grass, it flows like water as a gentle breeze passes over it

>In the surrounding forest I see animals of all shapes and sizes grazing, running, and playing between the trees

>I have to do a double take when I see a mighty dire wolf resting next to a deer casually munching on the grass, this place must exist outside the normal rules of mother nature

>A flock of geese fly overhead and brightly colored birds flitter from branch to branch high among the trees, the air filled with bird songs both foreign and familiar

>Nella takes a few steps forward and stops, turning to me on a heel

>"Welcome to my garden, Malik. This place is my home so I suggest you treat the surrounding forest with as much respect as you would treat your own quarters. It exists as a sort of sanctuary among the forest, where prey and predator can coexist as equals. You are free to roam and explore as you please but be aware my magics cannot protect you beyond the borders of my home."

>"How will I know where the border is?"

>"Look down."

>I do as she says and I see a faint yellow glittery light gather around my ankles

>She continues

>"As long as you are in my borders that light will follow your feet. If you see it, you'll be under my protection. Now come Malik, sit beside me."

>She takes a seat on the grass and pats the area in front of her

>I comply and sit down

>"So, what's your area of magical expertise? Kinetics? Destruction? Transformation? Illusion? Fertility? Necromancy? What is your niche Malik?"

>I feel pathetic not being able to give her an actual answer

>I clear my throat and make up a quick lie

>"I'm more of a generalist. I study all forms of magic with equal weight."

>"I've never heard of such a thing before, but I suppose you mages up in the capital are always experimenting with different methods of magical learning, aren't you?"

>"Yes, that's right. It's a new field."

>"I'll have to keep it in mind from now on." She says with a nod. “Now a bit about myself. I specialize primarily in matters of fertility and nature. Birth, life, death, and rebirth, the grand old circle of life. I also dabble in healing magics and the area of arcane translation in my free time. Helps me gain favor with the locals and do my job as mistress of the forest a little better."

>"Arcane translation? What do you translate out here?"

>She looks at me as if I were a thick-skulled Neanderthal

>She does an exaggerated turn to the left, then one to the right

>"Did you think I was able to talk to feral animals because I just so happen to share a few of their physical traits? It's how I talk to the wildlife, you naïve little man."

>"Oh, right." I say, cheeks turning red with embarrassment. “Do you also use it to talk to the locals? When I passed through their village all of them aside from a taur girl spoke in the old tongue."

>"No, I'm fluent in the old tongue actually. I picked it up while passing through the longhorn valley a number of years ago."

>"Longhorn valley? But the valley's been flooded for the past hundred and fifty years, how could you possibly-oh."

>Gods, I knew druids tend to be long lived but even for one of them she looks to be in immaculate shape

>"It's the outside air, it keeps me young." She says with a cheeky smile. “And a few fur dying herbs I keep around help too. Gets rid of the grays when they sprout up."

>I nod silently in response, too shocked to respond

>The oldest living person I knew in all my years had to be the head mage of the college

>At an incredible three hundred and thirty five he used a litany of rare magical artifacts and powerful brews to artificially lengthen his lifespan

>Yet even with all the expertise and resources at his disposal his body still showed signs of his advanced age

>Thinning gray hair, a hunched posture, meek strength, wrinkly skin, and dulled senses proved unavoidable despite his magical intervention

>But Nella? She has to be at least two hundred, yet has the appearance of a bear a quarter her actual age! If not younger!

>She claps her hands together and straightens her back, throwing me back to the present

>"Malik, why don't you show me some of your magical ability? It doesn't have to be anything complex, just a ball of illumination or equally simple spell will do."

>My mouth goes dry as I hear her request

>Surely I can do a spell so simple on my own, right?

>I clear my throat and raise my hands

>I close my eyes and concentrate on the necessary incantation, channeling the magical energies in the air and from within myself to create a ball of luminating brilliance

>After a few seconds of willing the ball into existence I crack my eyes open

>There's a small point of light between my raised hands

>It's blue and growing bigger, but at a very slow pace, too slow

>Even a mediocre mage could have the spell fully casted by now

>I close my eyes again and redouble my efforts

>Only for a low hiss to emerge from between my hands, a sound that I've heard all too often

>*PPPPZZssstttttttt*

>The sound quiets into nothing and my heart sinks

>I open my eyes to see the last remnants of my spell fade, the tiny ball of light folding in on itself as it disappears

>Nella cocks her head but remains silent, clearly more confused than anything

>"I, uhh, I was distracted. Let me try again." I sputter out, closing my eyes once more

>This time I focus twice as hard and-

>*PPPPZZssstttttttt*

>The spell fails mere milliseconds after it begins, a truly catastrophic failure

>My face grows sweaty as I stare at Nella

>She remains silent, then rests her elbow on a knee and props her head up, an indecipherable expression on her face

>My eyes nervously dart between the ground and her, until finally I gain the courage to break the miserable silence

>"What? I'm just not very good at that spell. Give me another one to try."

>"Cast a fireball." She replies flatly

>"And what will my target be?"

>"Cast at it at me."

>"What? You'll die!"

>"I think I'll be fine." She replies in that same unbothered tone of voice. “Should be an easy spell to cast right? And I'm only a couple feet away, an easy target."

>"Okay, I'll cast it." I put my hands up to begin casting, but stop as I genuinely fear for her safety. “Are you sure you don't want to put up a heat ward or something? Even a miscast fireball can be dangerous."

>"Shut up and cast it." She simmers back

>I take a deep breath and follow her command, closing my eyes and willing a ball of burning flame to appear between my hands

>A great heat coats my face and I open my eyes to find a ball of flame revolving between my hands, easily the size of a human head

>It sputters and black smoke belches from within it but so far this spell is going far smoother than the previous one

>With no small amount of hesitation I then will the ball of flame to fly into Nella

>And it does

>Just very slowly

>One

>Inch

>At

>A

>Time

>I hear Nella sigh from behind the ball of flame

>"Can't you hurry this thing up Malik? I'll be an old woman by the time it reaches me."

>I almost fire back with a snide remark regarding the obvious but I bite my tongue and redouble my focus instead

>Yet even with my best efforts the ball of flame is barely making any progress towards her

>Nella stands up and reaches downward, grasping the ball of flame between two paws

>"Be careful! You'll-“

>I stop as I see Nella raise the ball above her head and punch it upward

>It flies into the sky before exploding in a brilliant orange flame

>She stares down at me, hands on her hips

>"Neither of your balls worked Malik. I was able to get one to explode but only after punching it. A real poor performance from a college educated mage if you ask me."

>I quietly seethe below her, the game is up

>She leans down and puts a paw under my chin, raising my head

>"You have magical ability, that's clear, but the problem is that you don't have the slightest clue in how to use it."

>I finally scramble off the ground and raise my arms in exasperation

>"Ya! I suck at magic! So what? Do you feel proud of yourself little Ms. Druid of the forest? Humiliating me like this? Does it get your nethers wet? You going to force me to walk back home now or something?"

>Strangely, she looks down at me and smiles before reaching a paw out and ruffling my hair

>Nella speaks with a pitiful maternal tone, the way a mother may speak to their child after they lose a game

>"Oh, you poor, sad little thing." She whispers. “I get nothing out of humiliating you, I really don't. But at the same time it was dishonest of you to try and pretend to be more skilled than you really are. And I'm guessing that whole thing about being a generalist was just you blowing smoke up my loincloth because you haven't yet found an area of magic you're inclined towards, have you?"

>I sigh and rub my neck, her gentle tone and honest words having calmed me down

>"Yes, that's right. I'm not good at much, especially not magic. Which kind of makes it an issue considering I come from a long line of skilled mages and my father is a professor at a college that can't seem to teach me the one thing I'm supposed to be good at."

>Nella crosses her arms and gives me a once over, surveying me like a cut of meat

>After a few silent seconds she puts a paw on my shoulder and breaks the silence

>"Malik, there's no other way for me to put it, you're pathetic. Blessed by the gods with magical ability, born to a family of mages, accepted to the highest institute of arcane learning in all the land, yet you can't even do as much as summon a flashy ball of light on demand. If I had any sense I would send you back home and save myself a ton of trouble. But, seeing a 'noble mage' like you get so flustered does bring a smile to my muzzle. And you humans are kind of cute when your faces get so red like that."

>I frown and look away, trying to hide my embarrassment, she continues

>"Oh come on, stop trying to conceal your hurt feelings from me you bashful little man. Ah hell, come here."

>Her paws wrap around my back and bring me into her bosom

>She hugs me tightly and after a slight hesitation I awkwardly return her embrace

>With my face smashed against her mostly naked body I feel my face grow even redder

>My nose rubs against her fur and I smell moss, dirt, sweet flowers, and a faint hint of bearish musk

>I expected far worse from a druid, they aren't known for their strict personal hygiene

>She gently rocks me side to side for a few moments before setting me free and backing away

>"Tell you what Malik, let's make a deal. If you agree to help me around the village and assist with my druidly duties, then I agree to help you hone your magical abilities and find your niche in the process. You can be like my little student, learning from a wise old bear the tips and tricks of a practicing druid. How does that sound?"

>I consider her offer

>Help her with some menial tasks for a week or two and in return get to go back home as a hopefully competent mage

>Or, refuse her offer and go back home as the same broken pathetic loser I left it as

>My answer comes pretty quick

>"Yes, I agree to your terms Nella."

>She gives me a toothy smile

>"Perfect! Now that introductions are over and our little agreement is settled I can finally begin my morning routine. Come, sit back down." She sits cross legged on the grass and I follow. “So Malik, did the college ever teach you the sacred positions of Gaia?"

>"No, I've never heard of such things."

>"I'm not surprised, let me give you a quick explanation. The body, as it deals with the tribulations of daily life, gradually gains negative energies throughout the day. These energies can be from stress, emotional trauma, pain, lack of sleep, all sorts of things. To purge one's body of negative energies one can assume the positions of Gaia. These positions naturally free, destress, and purify the energies flowing through the body. They leave one feeling energized and ready to start the day, hence why I always perform them in the morning."

>"I see, I've never heard of these 'negative energies' before but I did come here to learn, after all. What's the first position?"

>"We can start with something simple, copy my actions."

>Nella spreads her legs out on the ground, stretching them out to the point that they nearly point in completely opposite directions

>As she finishes I can't help but glance down at her crotch, intensely aware of how her sex was only hidden from me by a thin layer of deer skin

>Warding away my lewd thoughts I quickly glance back up to Nella, who thankfully seems unaware of my peek at her crotch

>When her eyes drift back up to mine with a look of expectation I quickly spread my own legs on the ground

>I'm not able to accomplish as nearly as wide of an angle as she is, I've never been particularly flexible, but I stretch as far as my ligaments will allow and look back up to her

>"Is this good Nella?"

>"Hmm, this position requires your legs to be more open then that. Let me assist you."

>She scoots closer to me, our bodies nearly touching, then puts her paws out for me to grab

>I grip her paws and she continues

>"This is a simple exercise to stretch one's muscles, just try to relax and stretch your legs a little further each time we go back and forth. When I pull your hands back you'll lean forward as far as you can, then you'll pull my hands back and I'll go as far forward as I can, and so on. Got it?"

>I nod my head and she begins

>She leans backward and pulls my hands with her

>My muscles burn and tendons ache as my legs are stretched to their limit, then a little further beyond, but I grit my teeth and let her pull me forward

>She only stops when my head touches her fur and I could go no further forward

>My forehead now embedded in her belly fluff, I see something almost completely hidden under her fur to my left

>It's a nub, like a nipple, but attached to no breast

>Looking down I see another, assuming there's two more on her other side that's six nipples in total, four on her belly and two on her chest

>Well, beast folk are just full of anatomical oddities, aren't they?

>Horns, claws, taurs, fur, muzzles, scales, and now I'm learning that ursine beast folk are simply too good for two nipples like most other beings

>At least this way 2/3 of her teats don't tease me with being hidden under a thin bra, though the fact that they're not attached to jiggling globes like her top two nips are does dull my lust

>Wait, is she supposed to cover them even though they're flush with her belly?

>Back at the capital female beast folk cover most of their bodies with cloth, but were they just following trends or actually trying to protect their modesty by not showing their lower breasts to the world? Or maybe-

>Focus Malik! She's going to think you're some kind of freak if she notices you staring at her weird belly nipples!

>I try to look upward at her face and-

>Holy shit

>From this angle her mammaries look twice as big as they did before

>Her deerskin bra isn't quite big enough to fully cover them so I get an ideal view of some prime underboob

>So furry and soft, my mind flashes back to when she stretched on the bed and her tits bounced as she yawned

>For a woman ten times my age she sure-

>"Malik, you need to pull me forward." She says

>I look between her fur mountains at her face

>"Right, sorry, my legs really hurt is all."

>"It will hurt less as we go on. Now pull me forward, as I did to you."

>I comply and pull backwards, taking her with me

>I stop just before her muzzle touches my belly and-

>Oh man, this view of her tits is arguably even better

>They dangle in the air just above my waist, her thin bra doing an exceptionally poor job of holding them to her chest

>And not only that, but it's shifted slightly in the air and slid down a little bit, just the barest hint of a light brown areola visible above the topmost edge of one of her tits

>I feel a hardness grow below and I pray that Nella doesn't notice the new bulge in my trousers

>She pulls me forward and my head hits her belly again

>Her dark brown fur is soft, far silkier than I expected from someone without access to soaps or shampoos, and just below her fur I feel a plushy softness

>Gods, I wouldn't mind just laying my head down on her belly and taking a-

>Damnit! Focus Malik! You horny bastard!

>Clearing my head of lustful thoughts I turn to the task at hand and lean backward, taking Nella back to my side

>This time I resist the urge to ogle her chest and instead stare blankly at the surrounding forest, my erection not finding the trees nearly as sexy causing it to gradually soften

>Come on Malik, not only is Nella a beast folk but she's several times your age as well, she's so far removed from your dating pool you'd probably have better luck with a carnivorous man-eating plant

>Just try to focus on helping Nella with her duties and extracting wisdom from her words without exploding in your trousers and you'll be golden

>It's harder said than done as we continue the odd back and forth for a few more minutes, Nella focused on the stretching while I tried to ignore the barely clothed body of my new teacher

>Mercifully, she eventually declares the stretching exercise done and gets up

>We then make the short trip into the village

>Nella greets every beast folk she comes across by name as we meander between their wooden huts

>I don't know what they're saying to each other, but it's readily apparent how well liked she is among them

>Wide smiles, friendly greetings, she's even gifted a few fruits from random villagers as we walk through the center of the village

>The large bonfire I saw from before is now nothing more than smoking cinders, a few spits of meat slowly roasting by its base from the residual heat

>The rest of the day is spent visiting the cattle herders and animal keepers of the village

>Nella inspects the full breadth of the beasts in their care

>Chickens, goats, cows, rabbits, there are even a couple of hippogriffs grazing in one of their cow pastures

>I was in awe that the tribe could tame such wily winged beasts, though Nella would later tell me that they were simply stopping for food on their way to the warmer climates in the South

>I had no reason to doubt her, and the mischievous smile she barely hid tells me she might have had something to do with their appearance as well

>It was near sundown by the time Nella had finally worked her way down to the last of the cattle, a plain looking black and white cow

>With a paw on the heifer's belly she declared the animal to be pregnant

>I responded with an unenthusiastic “Oh, interesting."

>She frowned, then invited me to try and do as she did, using magical insight to see what my own eyes could not and divine the reproductive state of the animal

>I copied her actions and put a hand on the cow's warm belly

>I closed my eyes, focused on putting my magical abilities to use, and tried to divine the state of the animal

>After several tense seconds I finally sensed…nothing but cow fur and body heat

>Disappointed, I removed my hand and shook my head

>Nella gave me a few encouraging words, she wasn't expecting me to be able to do much these first few days, but my spirits remained low nonetheless

>With her duties for the day completed we began the trek back to Nella's garden in the dying sun

>Upon entering the hut I made a beeline for the bed to retrieve my robe and spare clothing, hoping to create a makeshift sleeping spot on the floor out of them so I wouldn't have to share Nella's bed again

>Upon setting eyes on my robe I see it's covered in a layer of moths

>I wave them away and-

>Well there used to be a robe there, now it's just a loose collection of blue strings

>I open my bag of clothing only to be met with a face full of moths all rushing out of it

>And after peering inside my worst fears are made real, aside from what's on my back all of my clothing is now either in a moth's belly or reduced to a pile of half-eaten strings

>I hear Nella walk up behind me and put a paw on my shoulder with an empathic sigh

>"What a shame, in retrospect I probably should have told you about the moth infestation in my abode before setting out this morning. The hungry little insects like to eat anything they can get their hands on, hence why I dress so sparsely, and with animal hides rather than cloth."

>I toss the empty bag to the floor

>"At least I have the clothes I'm still wearing." I say with a sad shrug

>"Until they fall apart from wear and tear or the moths eat them while you sleep, yes, you have them for now."

>I motion towards the bed

>"Do you have somewhere else I can sleep Nella? I didn't mean to steal your bed last night, I simply followed the letter and took the first bed I saw."

>"Oh don't worry about that Malik, you did exactly as I told you."

>"You wanted me to sleep in your bed?"

>"It's big enough for two people, isn't it?"

>My gaze shifts between the bed and Nella in disbelief

>"Nella, where I come from it's uncouth for a man to sleep in the bed of a woman he is not otherwise engaged with, if you get my meaning."

>She puts her paws on her hips with a frown

>"And where I come from it's rude to not share one's body heat when the air grows colder with each passing day. Malik, you just lost all your warm clothing and my little underground home isn't exactly outfitted for a fireplace. We will share this bed as teacher and student, nothing more, nothing less. Got it?"

>"Nella please I would really prefer-“

>"I won't hear anymore of this! A student that allows some silly sense of modesty to rule his life is no student of mine. What's next? Are you going to refuse to assist me in helping a mother deliver her baby due to the potential of seeing her birthing canal? Will you refuse to visit distant beast tribes where the women don't cover their breasts? Will you refuse to feel the Earth and taste the wind for fear of finding some aspect of it 'icky'? Because if you are the kind of prude who opposes such experiences then you might as well leave. I have little tolerance for haughty puritans or insufferable moralists."

>I rub my neck in tired defeat

>"Forget I said anything Nella."

>Her scowl softens into a neutral expression and she gently pushes me onto the bed

>"Good. Now perform whatever pre-sleep rituals you have and get ready for bed. There's going to be a cold snap tonight so it's especially important that you stay warm, wouldn't my new student to wake up with his nose blue from frostbite." Nella then crawls onto the bed, taking up a little more than half of the bed with her back against the dirt wall of the hut. “Just put your back against my chest when you're ready and I ought to keep you pleasantly warm."

>I nod and untie my boots, placing them by the bed before laying down on my side

>I slowly move backwards until my back hits a wall of fur then stop

>Though she is warm, and the air is growing nippy, I dare not test my luck by smushing my back against her breasts for a bit more of her heat

>Just being in bed with her is strange enough and the sensation of her plushy fur, soft breasts, and toasty body heat against my back is threatening to stiffen my manhood

>I rest my head on a pillow then-

>Her large paw comes down on my chest, pushing me against her

>The sensation of my back squishing her boobs is unmistakable, and her paw remains on my chest as if to make sure I wouldn't try to leave

>Oh hell, if this is how she wants to sleep then who am I to complain?

>It feels like I'm wrapped in an expensive bear skin blanket while a warm fire sits behind me

>With the sound of a familiar snore to my rear I drift off into the void, for the first time more excited than depressed at what my future holds