In the safety of the den, A small herd of ferals huddle up into a pile in an effort to stay warm. The foals reside in the center of the pile, providing extra protection from the cold should the weather turn harsh.
It would be very unfortunate if a friendly neighborhood feral fluffy population control volunteer were to use feral fluffy population control team-approved measures to brutally and hilariously control the population of that fluffpile.
Yo! You won’t believe this, I had a nightmare akin to that it was multiple fluffies stuck together with like soda and shit. Some dead some alive and that fucking thing ran at me though a hallway at blinding speed. I woke up covered in sweat. I completely forgot about it until brought the nightmare back with that rat king comment.