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[Rex is asleep in front of the dying fire in his room. If he were alone he would have fallen asleep inside the large fireplace. It is late in the morning and Rex finally succumbed to a deep rest after hours of singing to the human who followed him home last night. He is curled up on his side with one wing splayed out and it may be a bit difficult to wake him.]