Why was he being ignored?
With effort, Selkie squirmed his paws underneath him and got to all fours. He was still learning shapes and colors, and everything had a fuzziness to it, but he made a wobbly beeline for the newcomer's legs. Selkie knew siblings, and mathair, and knew this one because he was always coming and going and because mathair was always happy to see him, and her tail and voice kept waking Selkie up.
He decided he would be indignant about this.
Tiny paws took him in short strides over the vast tangled sea of bedding, and he shivered, but would not be outdone. Target locked in his sights, Selkie tripped over an uneven floorboard, stumbled the last couple of steps, and started chewing at the offender's ankles with a triumphant puppy-growl.
