Stone Circle Look at those potatoes

Posting with permission from Mar <3

There was something new and unfamiliar going on with Steph. She had becomed accustomed to not being able to see or hear any of the world around here. She lived through smell and touch alone. But then, something began to happen. Her ears, which had been neatly suctioned to her head, started to loosen. New sounds were coming in, though they were muffled. Then, her tightly closed eyes started to open. They weren't completely open yet, but little slits on the outside allowed light in. Steph could see movement, though everything looked highly blurred. 

A loud noise reached her, and Steph's head jerked in the direction of the entrance of the den. Moments later, the large form that was her mother appeared. She quickly realized the largest thing in the den was the milk bar, and trust had already been established. So, she wasn't scared. She rushed, as fast as her little legs would carry her, to Valette. Now that she could see the outlined form of her, it was much easier to find her. She didn't have to rely solely on feeling or smelling her. She liked the little noises that the big wolf made. They made her feel content and safe. 

Feeling a little frisky, she opened her tiny mouth and began to gnaw on one of the toes of Valette's front paw. Tiny little growled erupted from her throat for the first time as she nomed on her Mom.