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The replacement of his current position startled him, as suddenly he felt no ground below him. The cold feel of air rushing by was an instant before being nudged against his Mother's stomach. He had other plans however and was not in the mood for snuggling down. He had just slept and abandoned the pile of siblings that Sister was yet again placed on top and had no desire to return. The milk always made him sleepy. Did Mother want him to feed? He didn't understand. The lack of proper brain function accounted for the lack of direction as he clambered around in circles, doing other than what his mother wanted him to do. 

He struggled back to Zaria's feet, for the things intrigued him. Climbing over things that would not climb back over him made him feel better, as Sister always assumed that role. He was however concerned for his own well being and Sister's heftiness was cause for ill feeling. This was when, he found an odd feeling in his lower abdomen but did not care much about it. Instead he found himself quite comfy atop his Mother, resting down in his calmness. It was less warm, but was much better than being rolled on by Sister.