Redhawk Caldera Every songbird says

Towhee's face mashed into Phox's and he squeaked, swiping a paw in her general direction. In fact, he took it as an invitation to play (yet another new concept that had only recently developed). His vision, poor as it was, had awoken an innate sense of chase. Targeting his sister's ear, he attempted to put it in his mouth, quite likely gumming it up with slobber in the process.

His back feet kicked at the puppies behind him, upsetting a few of them into whimpering and shivering against the cold. Fidget was cold, too, but now that he was wide-awake, he didn't much care. He continued glomming Teehee's ear for as long as she would allow it.