Two Rivers Isle May these words be the first to find your ears

Manias did not have most of his senses yet, but he could smell. He smelled his mother most of all, but underneath that, and the scent of sweet milk, he also smelled the three other tiny chubby furry bodies beside his. His siblings. He did not know them as such, but they were his siblings nevertheless. Had he been born all alone, perhaps he would have been lonely. As it was, all he ever wanted was to get away from their constantly squirming bodies.