Redhawk Caldera Fuzzy Trouble-butts

As his bum was wiped clean, Nightjar protested loudly and even loosed a thin trickle of urine in the process, partly to submit and partly because his bodily functions were kicking in in full gear. Inevitably, Peregrine won the battle and placed the fat pup back in the vicinity of the Caretaker, who Nightjar could now note smelled a bit different, but he still had no idea that she wasn't normal.

His legs reached out like little claws and he scooted himself forward, mostly on his belly, but he wasn't as fortunate as Wildfire and Raven. He never bumped into a paw and, with alarming speed for a newborn (there's a reason you never looked away!), he was beneath her belly and making a break for the den entrance without ever realizing he was going anywhere significant at all.