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A spray of mucus from Sitamat's sneeze startled Malrok, and he jerked himself backward, rolling onto his side. Wailing, the boy managed to get himself back on his belly, his muzzle crashing into Sitamat's once more. His head wobbled unsteadily, the muscles in his neck not quite strong enough to hold it up for extended amounts of time. Again, he stuck out his tongue to taste his brother's short muzzle, finding that it was no different than the last time he had done so.

Soon, he grew bored with this endeavor, and he yawned wide. In mere moments, he went from curious to drowsy, head settling onto the ground as he started to drift to sleep.