Redhawk Caldera the ballad of mr. steak

Aside from occasional wails and squeals, when any of the other siblings either rolled, lied on or tried to squash him, the smallest cub was otherwise a very quiet child, enjoying the simple life that consisted of eating and sleeping and eating again. The world around him was still dark and he could not hear the sound, but the dreams from the past were still there. Now and then he would still see the stars and flashes of light, but as more time drew on, the memorie became fainter.

He woke, when he sensed a change in the surroundings. The "milk tank", which also was a heater and a pillow at the same time suddenly moved away and he felt that instantly. In an attempt to move, he rolled on his back and lied there helplessly with his tiny feet flailing in the air, as the kid mewled for any kind of help to solve this situation.