Blossom
Blossom had nodded and dragged herself into the appointed sleeping space courtesy of Tiberius, and simply fell over. She was too tired to bother about what they had been running from before to really check out their new environment. All she knew was that she was tired, her wing hurt, and they were lost. Also that she still had Tiberius and she needed to sleep. As it was, she quickly fell into the warmth and coziness of her dreams to escape her physical discomforts not noticing if Tiberius had joined her or not.
Into the morning, she slept even, using her wing as a blanket of sort whilst curled into a ball. She mumbled something in her sleep and dug her head into her tail, as if trying to get more comfy. Such a position, if anyone saw from the outside world, would think that she was nothing but an overgrown white and green fluffy hedgehog that had perfected the art of curling into a ball.