Phantom Hollow A dark gift from the Night Mother herself.

Last one from me.  :)

The sweep of a mother's kiss was enough to settle Venamis, whose squealing voice softened to a series of quiet whimpers. All he'd wanted was the comfort that suckling provided. For a babe of his tender age, there wasn't much else to do other than nurse and snooze, both of which he thoroughly enjoyed.

He shuffled forward, nose continuing to search for nourishment, though he found the movement of siblings at his flank to be most distracting. Venamis, longing for peace to drink his fill and drift off to sleep, crawled over @Zan in search of a quieter place to do so.

At last, the inviting aroma of milk flooded his tiny nose, and he latched onto a real teat. Little black paws worked at his dam's underside, releasing the warm fluid into his greedy mouth.