With the summer winding down, and a stressful season past before new changes, the zynogon sheds even what they normally would always bare in public when they find their little cove of trees to relax in, and a stone by a small river to rest upon, having the sounds of the birds and the flow of the water serenade them. With their thoughts cleared, and a lazy day to enjoy, the beast props out, and naps in the afternoon