Cedar Sweep an invisible space

✴The vibrations caused by his mother's voice drew his attention. He might not have understood what she was saying, but there was a certain awareness to Sisamat which could not be denied. His focus moved eerily to her face, and he crooned to her with little sounds as if to answer her questions himself; but in his eyes she was a mess of white and gold light, a fuzzy blotting of rust-colored ink smeared across his vision.

Beyond that, he was soon distracted by the sensations of a squirming body. Someone pawed at him. They croaked and wriggled. Sisamat opened his mouth and went to bite at the object holding his paws down, not realizing it was actually a sibling, and being unable to properly aim regardless—he gummed and pinched at Atausiq's cheeks with a surprising efficacy.