bullit

He had been nestled soundly beside his siblings, leaning heavily against Sitamat, or warm spot number two as he may as well been known. He enjoyed the contact, the extra heat and comfort and that came with pressing close to the bodies near him. Suddenly though, the brother he had been leaned against tumbled away from him, causing the third born to flop to the side and flail a bit before he could right himself. He squeaked, surprised, as his nose probed around him, trying to make sense of this disturbance in his environment.