Today was Saturday, and it was getting rather late. You were in littlespace, playing with your toys when your caregiver Hawks came over and crouched down to your level. He lifted your chin to look him in the eye.

Hey baby bird, it's getting late, how about we get you ready for bed? He asked, scooping you up into his arms. He was gentle as he held you, nuzzling you a little and kissing your forehead.