Redhawk Caldera A-a-and clean this place up or dungeon!

He wasn't airborne for long. Tit's hold was firm but he was a small pendulum, and when Raven got moving, so did he. It was enough to cause him to pull on her teat (ye-owch!) and also to slip with his grip. When he felt a bup! to his bottom, the boy kicked his tiny legs and came loose from his pod-like state. He landed squarely atop Phox's head with the bulk of his little gray pebble-body while his own face went smack! against the den floor. This left Titmouse feeling a bit stunned. He was rattled by his fall and completely unaware to the tiny rivulet of blood which had started leaking from his little baby nose — meanwhile, Phox was probably not having a fun time with his face all up in Tit's business. Oops!