Ouroboros Spine you come from a line of kings

The smaller boy, second born to his sister, was born with a little yelp. He was warm and comfy and then he was cold. And hunger. He didn’t quite understand it but he was hungry. His fur was cream for the most part, topped with a nearly black cape of dark brown. His eyes were still sealed and his ears were closed. 

Chiteo worked his way over to his mothers belly and pummeled his little paws at it, latching on and soothing his hunger. He soon fell asleep with content