Sawtooth Spire it's hard to explain; lizards and pumpkins

The pressure on his neck was relieved as he rolled, and Sitamat's own tail started waggling as he was suddenly right-side up. Something plush was beneath him instead of the usual cold dirt, and the boy looked down to see his tiny brother — or, at least, his vague outline. He was squirming and kicking, but Sitamat refused to move, staring down at his brother in fascination. It was when he started to cry did the youngest then stir, settling down across Pingasut's midsection in an attempt to stop his fussing.