Redtail Rise serenade

Compared to a week or two ago, the boy had nearly doubled in size.

His eyes had opened recently, however, he could barely see with them. Nonetheless he was continuing to gain weight and develop with every passing day. His teeth had even been growing in too.

But today, his head felt heavy and he wanted nothing more than to sleep, snuggled next to the warm wriggling bodies of his siblings.

His mother's melodies soothed him into a near-slumber. When she had stopped, he noticed this and drowsily opened his eyes, curious to what had drawn away her focus. His thoughts were ill-formed, yet plentiful:

What was his brother up to? And where did he go? Was there another visitor? Where? 

The boy teetered to his chubby legs and turned his head, staring curiously toward the mouth of the den.