Stone Circle Little Toes, Little Nose

Overly large paws, barely there eyesight. He moved as his father came into the den. Twitching nose and then his own tongue finding the open air as something warm and smelly fell from his father's maw. Gross, but also...awesome. If he knew such words that was. But he had no idea what this was. So with ungainly gait and uneven steps. He stumbled, bumbled moved towards the mess.

He sniffed at it and sure it smelled gross, but so did Ujurak sometimes and he was good so he darted pink tongue out just to taste and then wow. It was good.

He yelped and licked up another morsel and soon started wolfing it down. It felt good on his sore mouth, it tasted good if not for the mushy warmth, but eh he'd survive.