Redhawk Caldera in a chaise and four to see the place,

The transition from liquid to solid food was still... Well, in transition. While the others seemed to have adapted to a point, Titmouse was still eagerly nipping at Raven's poor nip-nops and holding on for dear life; whenever he hungered, he went after her. But eventually he would have to accept that the milk would stop flowing and that he — like his siblings — would have to put in the effort of actively chewing this new food source. He didn't like it, but it was happening.

So when the babes migrated out of the den and towards the adult who had arrived (led by Phox), Titmouse stayed behind. He was more than eager to have Raven all to himself. She must've been asleep or something though (honestly Java just skimmed the other posts and doesn't know whats going on) because she didn't notice as the pups moved in on Aaron's offering.

After a few seconds of trying to get milk out of his exhausted (likely comatose) sister, Titmouse followed after the horde of stumbling potatoes. He tripped up as he got close to Oriole and face-planted against Towhee's butt, then clambored around them all to take a spot next to @Phox; but he didn't dive in to eat the chunks of meat. Instead he just stared wide-eyed at the strange man — barely making a sound, and not even blinking.