Redhawk Caldera I ain't got a theme yet

The wailing ceased relatively quickly once Fennec had brought her son close, into the warmth of her. Killdeer fell into contented silence, little nose twitching, mouth rooting. . .

Ahhh, yes. He latched on furiously to a nipple, suddenly ravenous. Big adventures took a lot out of a tiny tot, after all. 

Fairly soon, the events that had caused his tumble were forgiven and forgotten. Food made everything better.