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The twins gave up on feeding from her and chose instead to begin eating one another. Towhee rolled her eyes. She should've intervened, she knew, but if they kept each other occupied for a few minutes, it would give her and her poor, chapped nipples a break.

The boys remained relatively tame in comparison, though Caracal began to bumble rather haplessly. Towhee continued ignoring the girls as she gently steered him toward one of her least sore teats in the hope he would simply latch, feed and be still.