Redhawk Caldera Elastic heart

Their father focused his attention primarily on the dark hued sibling of Cinder, but it mattered little - he was not bothered by a lack of focus on himself. Maybe in time it might have irked him, but for now it was as meaningless as the rushing wind outside the den's entrance. 

All that mattered to him in the present was the foreleg that lay beneath his chin, used as a cusion in which to rest his head, undetered by the shrieks of his brother.