Sunspire Mountains macrotus

He squirmed, was flipped right-side up, and thought forgot about the unpleasantness for a brief moment. But it returned with a vengeance. "Hic!" The great beast patted his back, which was almost as unpleasant as the spasms. He cried loudly in protest, trying to worm himself away from whatever it was she was trying to accomplish. His front legs propelled him along as his back ones only dragged the ground. They were all but useless at this point in his (admittedly short) life.

"Hic!"

Malrok whined again, exhaustion added to the mix of unpleasantries he was presently sensing. He was not meant to be awake this long. The boy wanted peace and comfort. Not spasms that caused him mild pain. He wormed his way along, bumping into his mother's foreleg and stopping there, startled.

"Hic!"