Sunspire Mountains macrotus

As he breathed again, she watched her other sons for a brief moment. They were all well. The attentive mother looked sharply to the second-born when he erupted with a strange sound. Moments later, he did so again, hiccuping loudly. She was not sure how to stop this, and so she began to lick at his back again, wondering if this would be the cure. And, if not this, then what? As he wailed, Tonravik's ears flattened helplessly atop her head. Was her assistance of any help at all to this?