Gyrfalcon's Keep Ametrine

With Baldr as a launching pad, Nazair umphed his way forward and made contact with the elixir of life. His stubby tail wavered while he filled his belly. The kicking from his hind legs ceased, though hopefully not before satisfying his brother's itch. Even in their blind state, the boys seemed to work well with each other.

Chin dribbling with milk, Nazair grunted and shifted himself so that he could prod his twin with his blunt nose.