Redhawk Caldera carry on phenomenon

The second boy followed his brother into the world with a perplexed sort of meekness, a position that would possibly prove to be a somewhat sustained state throughout much of his early life.  A soft, confused squeak was about all he managed before he was promptly shoved into warmth and quieted with the new fun that was food. 

Attention successfully captured, he bucked down and set in, perfectly content following the assumed order - shut up and eat.  Life had been good before and was good now, the change in scene already one hundred percent accepted by a mind not near stubborn enough to hold onto what it had had before.