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Fig had just begun to paddle his little peets against Towhee's face when she moved. He slid unceremoniously off of her snout and plopped onto the ground, which caused him to disrupt his screaming with an indignant little squeak. He quieted then expectantly, knowing that he was soon to be relocated to the nipple factory. And he remained quiet out of shock when instead of doing her matronly duty and giving him some boob, Towhee disappeared from his side, leaving him alone with only his sister for comfort. Which gave him very little comfort at all, seeing as he'd learned by now that he couldn't eat her. She bit back.

Fig began to wail again as his aunt/mom/maunt (I almost tried "mount" and now I'm laughing) exited the den. He squirmed around to follow the sound of her footsteps, bopping straight into Fenn's nose. He squeaked again in surprise, only this time, he didn't continue. This time, his eyes popped open, and he found himself staring into his sister's face for the very first time.

It was super blurry. Was she always so blurry?