Phantom Hollow A dark gift from the Night Mother herself.

Parents or sibs plz? @Damien @Nocturnal @Zan

The world was quiet. Calm. Peaceful, until a spidering stirred at his mother's flank. He exhaled a soft mewl as he struggled to cling to the slumber he roused from, little nose searching among the downy pelts of his siblings for a source of comfort that might lull him back.

A tiny pink tongue poked between the babe's dark lips before his toothless jaws parted in the widest of yawns. Venamis lifted his head and scooted forward blindly, finally latching to a willing teat as obsidian paws paddled to work the milk free.