colt 45 and two zig zaggs

Novaro had been rather detached from the whole squabble, heavily asleep. He would feel Diones warmth against him, and the faint shifting of little bodies. Recently, he had been rather tired looking after the littler watermelons, the whole concept of having to keep them alive still new to him. He had to remember not to squish or bite them, and make sure they didn't starve or have a heart attack. He would awake from his sleep, limbs stretching while trying not to hit any of the children in the face. He would swish his tail lightly, hoping to wack them all to wake. He would briefly look to Dione, before stepping out of the family den. " UP! UP! EVERYONE UP! ITS TIME TO SEE THE WORLD AND ALL ITS BEAUTY MY LITTLE CAVE CHILDREN!" He would shout at the top of his lungs, staring warily towards the den, half expecting Dione to lunge at him for his annoyance.