Somewhere in a forest on the edge of the Western hemisphere, a small, eclectic group was camping by the cave.
It was a group of half-orcs and dwarves, with the latter trio sitting in a triangulated position, using each other's backs as support.
The avian was gently patting the heads of her children, one avian like her and another a little bear, their heads resting on her thigh.
They looked quite comfortable, despite being in the cave while it was raining. The scent of the ground that wafted whenever it rained, combined with the soothing pitter-patter sound of the rain, seemed to lull the children, causing their eyelids to grow heavy as the minutes passed.
They tried to keep awake, though, with the little bear cub directly using his chubby fingers to keep his eyelids open.
This amused the adults, especially their mother, who gently patted their little heads.
