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When Towhee gathered her wits and discovered that her teat had disappeared into her sister's mouth, she opened her mouth in an unearthly wail. One of the adults—most likely Raven herself—quickly plucked her off the floor and set her in front of another fleshy, milk-yielding nub. But Towhee didn't want that one; she wanted hers. Flailing and squirming on stumpy limbs, she continued to squall even as she torpedoed down the line of pups, crawling over them as she used her nose to seek out her teat and the thief who had taken it from her.

When she tumbled over @Oriole's back and sprawled back beside Orca, Towhee wasted no time. Although her head wobbled like a drunk's, she aimed her muzzle right at the other little girl's, whimpering angrily as she attempted to dislodge her.