Swiftcurrent Creek momentum

Trajan awoke when the huge lump who gave him warmth vanished, he'd only woken up once the strongest part of the smell had vanished which was a relief, but it still stunk and the silver prince didn't like it all. But for the first time, he did not wail or bat at the nearest object which was probably his sister, but open his eyes and look around the den. The Angelus Mortis had stared around the den the moment he opened his eyes, observing everything, taking in everything. His mind could not comprehend what they were, but he remembered.

Noticing a bunch of shapes, including his mother, his two annoying younger brothers and a stranger, he began scooting towards them, not wanting to be left out. Trajan announced his presence by wailing at the top of his lungs, he liked being first and seeing so much wolves arrive before him was truly upsetting him. He scrunched up his features as he moved, as fast as he could towards them.

It took time, but when the silver princeling arrived, he attempting to stand on all fours, resulting in him falling on the ground, which angered him more. Bi colored eyes flashing at everyone he could see, he rolled over and attempted to whack his slightly larger white brother and the tiny golden boy, emitting a large burp as he did so, before rolling over to the stranger. He gazed up with wide bi colored eyes, wondering who the thing was. Then, he decided to try to establish his dominance and attempted once more to rise onto his paws, his whip like tail lifting upwards.