Bearclaw Valley chthonic

unlike his sibling, apophis was not born to dominate. at least not as quickly. when she shoved, he took it all, occasionally with a small push back but not nearly so strong and destructive. what was this thing that his mother allowed so near him? he lacked the strength or awareness to take it on. today a limb kicked him and he emitted a silent whimper. but there was little other movement from him beyond an uncomfortable wiggle. but then the warmth beside him was gone. he was content with or without her there, and merely suckled more eagerly, not knowing how long the lack of competition beside him would last.