Sawtooth Spire professional rapper

Family, please. :)

Although he was unaware, it would be another week before Malrok's eyes opened. His existence consisted of thrashing (both while awake and asleep), eating, pooping, and peeing. He also practiced crawling away from his siblings, likely to his mother's dismay. Today was much like every other day of his life, and Malrok had just awoken from his active sleep state to seek out food. He squeaked once or twice, crawling over some sibling before finding his mark. He immediately latched to his mother's teat, drinking the warm milk. For now, he was content.