Redhawk Caldera Who did the thing?

Getting this event up now because I'm probably going to be too busy (or dead) to do it on the dot.

It was an ordinary day in the den. The babes were wriggling, or eating, or trying to sleep. Titmouse, as per usual, was his ornery colicy self — screaming ceaselessly despite the adult's best efforts to soothe him. His siblings had reached their first milestone a day or so ago, and now it was his turn. One by one his eyes popped open, first appearing as slits of murky darkness, then slightly more ajar, and then they were wide and bright and amazing! Except that he couldn't see shit, and ended up just getting lots of dust in them. His squeals of pain increased tenfold after that — and little Titmouse decided he'd rather squish his eyes closed forever! So he did. Except... That meant the dirt was firmly stuck in there too. Smart kid.