Blackfeather Woods KNEEEEEEEEEL!

The pup had changed from his initial entrance into the world- used, somewhat, to this whole "Life" thing, he had taken to silence. His sister, though he knew her only as blob, had taken over that duty, while his noises had become fewer, reserved for rough nudges or battling his siblings. He snuggled closer to something, his back leg kicking out in his sleep. But suddenly, the blob was gone, and there was only cold beside him. His mood changed quickly to annoyance, and he woke, making to stand precariously on his tiny legs, when, as his sister before him had, his eyes popped open. Annoyance was pushed away, replaced by wonder- at the odd colour, the light, the-

His eyes snapped shut again as he stared directly out of the den and at the glaring sun beyond, nevertheless, the experience had intrigued him, and his eyes popped open again. He sat there a moment, becoming accustomed to this whole new aspect of life, before his gaze settled on the same white blob his sister headed for, and his interest peeked. Silently, he trundled at his highest speed toward the big white thing, not before ramming head-first into a small lump that was his sister. Emitting a tiny growl in annoyance, he attempted to clamber over his sister and get toward the white thing.