Redhawk Caldera and a happy new year [birth]

Only post for me in this one. ^_^

Unaware of much of anything about this world (having been born into it only a short while ago), Phox thrashed this way and that. He wasn't particularly loud or quiet, but he was certainly active. His tiny black and silver potato body squirmed this way and that, fussing at anything and everything. Only when he was placed directly in front of a food source did he slow his roll and latch on, kneading with ferocity. This little one was not about to stop moving anytime soon. Even when he eventually drifted into sleep, Phox twitched and rolled over countless times.