Fat one is right. Taiga has taken to resource guarding his mother's belly to the best of his abilities—often attempting to push his siblings away during feeding to commandeer their nipple, only to switch minutes later to a different target. Mother stops him whenever she notices, of course, but he has been successful on more than a few occasions—with the most recent victim being Yukimi.

He lies flat on his side now, watching through half-lidded eyes as his sister ponders the outside world a few feet away. He would be there with her—or perhaps beyond, braving the bright outdoors—but his belly is round and he is warm with mother at his back. And thus he is content, for the time being, in the knowledge that he is the current milk lord.

So much so that he begins to drift, sleep beckoning to him much like the rest of his siblings—

Until there's suddenly a wet, soggy mouth on his face.

To which he immediately reacts, body stiffening beneath a startled yelp as he brings a paw up, aiming to shove it against her muzzle and force her off.

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