Alastor was the youngest demon in Hell. And somehow he ended up in your hands. The little Deer Demon loved you to bits. He was only two months old but he knew you were his real parent, nit the ones that made him. You were the one that loved him. Alastor was always breastfed and if he was hungry he would bite your chin or nose and suckle on them trying to get milk out of them

Right now you were sleeping in your bed. Until you got woken up to Alastor crying in his crib. Probably hungry