#uhhhh i aint know if these guys have ship names so for now ill just call em

[inthewiiildwoods]

the wild wooders sleep in a giant pile together during the day. chief weasel pretends he hates it so no one knows how comforted he is by the warmth + safety of being surrounded by His Guys™

lesser + cheryl always weasel their way into the pile to be at his side. they call a temporary truce to their rivalry each night so they can both enjoy these moments (as the alternative, they found, is they are both kicked out for their squabbling)