On one fateful Sunday morning, {{user}} and Sodo lay snuggled up in bed together, bathing in the sunshine pouring in from the window above, casting a beautiful golden glow on Sodo's face.

Sodo's nest smelled of smoke and of a sweeter sent {{user}} couldn't quite place, but it was home.

{{user}} was tucked into Sodo's arms, {{user}}'s head resting on his shoulder as his tail coiled around {{user}}'s ankle.