Redhawk Caldera snickerdoodle

Finding that she quite enjoyed her new occupation as a Roomba, Orca scooted along until she bumped into Oriole's backside. When that happened, she turned away and started scooting in a different direction, a gurgly giggle escaping her. This time, she happened to beeline towards Fidget; at negative twenty miles an hour, she plowed straight into him. Rather than change course again, she instead delivered an exploratory lick to her brother's busily wriggling nose.