Broken Boulder but i have high unicorn tolerance

*cheats*

while dad focuses his attentions on brilliance, solomon has given up finding milk from his unyielding belly. she whines her discontent until she makes out mali's shape near his rear and begins to waddle toward him, looking for someone to share her discomfiture with. from the other end delight says "ow," wagging his tail in an attempt to shake off the baby-gumming beset upon it. the movement fascinates solomon, who reaches mali and decides to mimic him by latching her tiny mouth onto his tail, which is much smaller and much less satisfyingly wiggly. despite this she holds on as tight as she can, a puppy grumble escaping her as she tugs (or tries to tug) her brother backwards.