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He had no idea to know what he'd head butted and thus began to squirm his way back, a rumble of hunger in his belly pushing him to attempt to blindly, in all sense of the word, feel his way back to his feeding place. He had no sense of space or time or how far he'd crawled only that he stepped on something — perhaps a tail or a harmless twig (it was hard to tell) — and stumbled as much as a blind and crawling puppy could stumble, letting out a small wail. He was hungry and he had yet to find a teat. His wails did not cease though he continued to crawl towards what he (and no doubt his parents) could only hope was Kaskara's stomach, nudging his face against one of his siblings before he found the overbearing warmth of his mother's stomach fur. He gummed uselessly at tufts of fur before he sneezed on Kaskara and pushed his face against her side, fumbling for a few moments to latch onto a teat. Yet when he did he began to suckle, the satisfaction instantaneous and his wails ceased as he was otherwise occupied.