Redhawk Caldera I'm a little angel

Siblings, or mom and pop! Or maybe auntie and uncle or cousin time?

Lagan rolled over and over and over and didn't stop. He was 5 days old now and one the move. He couldn't stand, and he found crawling hard. Being born during the famine had made him and his siblings born weaker than most. His legs were still feeble and it was hard to use them. Instead he rolled. Discovering that he could roll efficiently was a big accomplishment to Lagan. He couldn't stop rolling. In fact he was showing off his first skill so much, that he rolled away from mommy and sibbies into the unknown. He froze, realizing that they were not there. He was cold, no snuggling creatures nearby, he was all alone in the middle of the den. He raised his head as if to look around, but his little eyes weren't open yet.

And so he cried. He wailed as loud as he possibly could, waiting for @Finley or @Elwood or big bro @Eljay to save him from himself. Even his siblings would be alright, as long as someone was there to comfort him. He was such a needy child.