Redhawk Caldera I'm a little angel

Lagan heard a faint sound, he was too young to recognize voices, but it was comforting to hear all the same. He stopped yelling when he heard it, fully expecting it to mean that he was getting help. Why would anyone speak if it didn't have to do with him? He waited patiently and was ecstatic to feel a paw pulling him close to a body. The thing that grabbed him was warm a fuzzy. It must be mommy, but where were his sisters? He dug into Elwood's chest fur, searching for a nipple to suck on. Where were they? This wasn't mommy! He recoiled a bit, but tumbled back down into his dad's fur. 

The little silver pup struggled to turn around, then scooted into the nook between Elwood's chest and leg. He strained his head back as if to look at his dad's face, then squeaked loudly.