Phantom Hollow A dark gift from the Night Mother herself.

EEEEEEEE

Except it wasn't a titty Venamis happened to come across, it was Revan's face which he had latched on with his toothless mouth and wet tongue, suckling on his very nose, rousing the shadow spawn from a well deserved slumber. And he was not happy with it. He jerked his head away in protest, dreading the fact that he had to share his space with so many other beings, and he would have smacked the other baby with a clumsy paw if it weren't because he was all the way upside down, just the way he'd fallen asleep.

So he struggled to roll over, side to side in a rhythmic move that eventually became a rocking sway that wasn't really getting him anywhere, but once he did and he regained control over his bearing again he was so going to... Forget about everything, probably.