Noctisardor Bypass a pelican leaps from chair to chair

Whatever fear Kikimora had felt soon after birth had been long forgotten, and she was unphased by the commotion of her siblings as she lounged sleepily among them. Warmth and the inviting scent of milk returned to the litter, which served as a welcome distraction.

The arrival of another into the den went unnoticed. Kikimora paddled either side of a teat with pitiful little paws to free milk into her eager maw, content and oblivious.