Ouroboros Spine aliitchuk ⌖

Like lightning, the firebrand came.

Like thunder to follow, he wailed once and wailed again, until in this short time already proved himself to be the loudest of the three.

Stratos felt the jostle of others around him, primarily the poking of his sisters as they either greeted the world or settled against their mother to suckle. The scent of milk filled the whole of his puppy-sized nose, and with his puppy sized brain fixed foremost on feeding and quite possibly sleeping, Stratos decided it was about high time to scoot his puppy-sized self right into place alongside his sisters, who had already gobbled up more drink than he'd even yet had the chance to taste.

And this was quickly amended.