Nova Peak oh where, oh where can my baby be.

While Whit's siblings seemed content to shuffle obediently back into place to continue their naps, the chubby Frostfur was not so easily appeased. He felt himself being nudged along, and while he allowed it, he continued to squawk as loud as his tiny little lungs could manage. When screeching yielded him nothing, the pale newborn quieted somewhat and turned his still sniffling nose to the nearest lump of sibling, which happened to be Swift. With a grunt and a whimper, he opened his jaws wide and glomped his gums down onto the boy's rump.

Whit began to suckle fiercely on his brother's behind then, causing the even paler Frostfur to respond with his trademark rrrrrrr. Nonplussed, Whit continued his attack - that is until he was rolled away with a particularly fierce butt-bump. Immediately, Whit began to cry again, even louder than before. Now on his back, he flailed his arms and began pounding them against the nearest thing to him, which just so happened to be his papa's belly.