Redsand Canyon Cyberiad theory.

The eaglet proved to be an unobtrusive pup. He found his routine, he set it, and any disruption meant a screeching fit. 

That was how the world worked. No excuses, no changes, Aquillius wanted everything to stay exact. To his specifications.

And then nothing did. His siblings woke him, he didn’t get the teat he wanted and frankly, he was floundering most of the time trying to make them stop. Make everyone stop, so he could make them start again at his go.

So when the new smell descended, Aquillius noticed. His siblings didn’t appreciate it, but none of them let out the chick like shrieking that Aquillius did as the boy finally put his foot down, letting his opinion be known at as loud of a volume as he could possibly go.