Nova Peak brother you are comfy

@Whittier

Swift and his siblings generally spent their waking hours nursing at a teat, or expelling what had already been consumed, their ravenous newborn bodies having drawn all the nourishment from it they could. At this  moment, the black-spined Frostfur had suckled enough and was beginning to ebb back into sleep. But Swift could not just sleep where he was and keep things simple. His little body was compelled to wriggle elsewheres, this time over his brother next to him, who never seemed to have drank enough and probably suckled in his sleep. Swift scrabbled over Whittier, his stubby paws sticking in his ear and hauling on his skin until the smallest of the litter had found a comfortable spot to snooze - with his butt draped over his bigger brother's snout and his chin laid upon his rump.