Broken Boulder whole damn thing's covered in dirt

Mali probably wasn't going to be the first at anything other than making noise.  Uncoordinated, still a bit blurry-eyed... If Queenie was expecting the little boy to be ahead of the curve, he'd probably be best at being disappointing.  He definitely wasn't on track to have the fastest weaning possible, still not much in the way of teeth inside his stubby puppy maw.

But hey, mom was back!  He started to get up, yawning.  He could totally toddle on over and have some food and maybe pounce on her tail and other such exciting things!  Or could if she'd like.. finish coming into the den, y'know?  He waited out of the way.  And then Queenie barfed stuff all over.  Oh no, mom was sick?!  Messes totally needed to be cleaned up, right?  Or at least he was pretty sure that's what happened if one of them got sick.  He better stay out of the way -- it didn't smell particularly appetizing at this point in his life, maybe give him another week or three.  And so, Mali took a half step backwards, tripped on his own paws, and fell over.