It's bedtime now.
Time to snuggle into bed and let your eyes softly close.
Let's take three deep breaths together.
Ready?
Good.
Notice how warm and safe and comfortable you feel.
Keeping your eyes closed,
Allow your mind to travel with the sound of my voice.
Beneath you,
Your bed has transformed and you find yourself lying on your side,
Your body resting on a cool hard surface.
Your eyes are becoming accustomed to the dark and you can feel the soft dirt covering the floor and see the hard dark rock that make up your walls and ceiling.
You notice a light breeze blowing through the den and raise your head to find its origin.
It is still so very dark,
But you see a source of light ahead.
You bring your four large fluffy paws beneath your body to stand.
Then you ever so quietly and carefully,
Keeping your body low to the ground,
Move toward the source of the light.
As you walk,
You see the familiar shapes of your family members still fast asleep.
That reminds you of the crazy dream you just woke from,
Where you were human and you had a whole family of humans around you.
The thought of it makes your whiskers twitch.
You've made it to the mouth of the den now and sitting on your hind legs,
You raise your proud chest into the beam of light emanating from the full moon above.
From your furry white belly,
You hear a loud growl.
The growl was so loud in fact that it has woken your family.
It is time to go and find something to eat.
Your family slowly rises to their feet and you process out of the den and into the trees just beyond,
Careful to remain quiet and alert.
You watch carefully among the trees for any source of movement.
Just there,
What was that?
You quietly stalk over to where you thought you saw something.
You keep your body low,
The stripes of your coat camouflaging you from your prey.
Your heart is beating fast and your mouth is watering.
It's a boar.
You position yourself so that you are ready to pounce,
But just then you hear a noise in the distance.
Your mother has caught something.
The momentary loss of attention has allowed the boar to run off.
No matter,
Your mom has something good for you.
After you've had your fill,
You clean up,
Licking your paws and rubbing them on your beautiful furry face.
You blink your yellow eyes and start to feel rather sleepy.
Tonight you were quite lucky to find a meal so quickly and so closely.
It doesn't take you long to arrive back at the den.
You watch your mother as she selects a spot to rest.
Once she has laid her body down,
You pad over to her and lay your tired body down along her belly.
You can feel the deep vibration of her purr.
You start to feel the relaxation come over you,
Wrapping you around a tail made up of fat and asshole wax by.
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.
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Yo,
But then you slowly breath in,
Recording the vibration from the Riddle of the surf transgender start to feel a deep sense of relaxation come over you.
From the top of your furry ears,
Down the length of your head,
Down your shoulders and into your back and chest,
Down your hips and legs and paws,
And all the way into your long swishing tail.
Your eyelids become heavy and you gently let them close.
Your breathing becomes soft and deep and effortless.
You are completely comfortable resting alongside your mother.
You breathe in,
Filling your lungs with the smells of your family and the fresh damp air in the den around you.
The muscles in your body release and you feel fully supported by the den beneath you,
Your own purr now vibrating your body.
You are completely relaxed and you let yourself drift off to sleep.
Goodnight little tiger.
