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It seemed that his siblings weren't quite so into this sexy new life as Lucas was; while he continued to squirm in place, dancing to the beat of his own drum in his own way, his siblings complained and pulled away or fell back to sleep. That was okay, though. Lucas was also an excellent solo dancer, and since he was mostly unaware of them in the everyday moment-to-moment, he wasn't capable of feeling sad that his siblings didn't join him.
So there at Laurel's belly did Lucas wiggle, greeting his new life with a dance, even as his breaths came in shallow gasps and he struggled against his wet lung. It didn't bring him down any. The upbeat newborn fell eventually into a fitful sleep disturbed only by the occasional flick of a tiny paw as the music went on and on inside his subconscious.