Northstar Vale …when it's not your turn

Saleem appeared surprised by the kiss. He squirmed, only a small space away from his brother before the wailing began. 

Arsenio’s ears drew to a point. He did not want for Tamar to wake to the sound of their son crying. With a gentle nudge of his snout, the redstone man pushed the child closer to Tamar’s belly, squishing him against Sylianos. 

Glacial eyes remained pointed on the boys, hoping this might end the wails of distress.