Dragoncrest Cliffs heaven was a place still in space not in motion

forward dated to the 28th.

As the night retreated behind the horizons to bring forth the day, so to did the rainclouds of the previous day, bringing about a glorious dawn. The sun beamed down from a bright blue sky and warmed the earth below, drawing out the sweet sounds of birdsong and the typical activity of an early spring woodland. 

Blixen was curled up in a little bean between @Thuringwethil's limbs and sleeping peacefully, until the sudden prickling feeling of needing pee woke her from her slumber. She flung her body out and stretched before a tiny dribble of urine pooled beneath her rear end. A yawn caught her by surprise—her tiny little mouth gaped wide until it snapped shut and she opened her eyes to the world around her. At first, nothing was in focus; just dark. fuzzy shapes illuminated by the golden light filtering in through the trees and into the den.

She blinked, then blinked again, before completely losing her shit. The little girl shrieked and began to wail pitifully as her brain tried desperately to make heads or tails of the information constantly filtering in through her eyes. She likely punched Artaax as she flailed about, but didn't really stop to investigate as she was entirely caught up in throwing a huge fit.