Silvertip Mountain The world around me

For anyone allowed in the den. Tagging you all. @Mason @Ryuu @Bindi @Raissa

At fourteen days old, June was on the verge of being a late developer. She had yet to open her eyes - a feat that usually occurred shortly after the twelve day mark. She didn't know whether her brother had reached this milestone yet. How would she? All she knew was that one day she woke up and felt instinctual eyelid opening. 

As her baby blues opened the world was dosed in her tears. They protected her vulnerable eyes as the light reached her cornea for the first time ever and it responded just short of pain. Instinct, the thing that had failed her in the first few days, was at the top of its game now and encouraged her to blink regularly. The world corrected itself. She might not have any idea of what it was she was perceiving but it was a big place.

The den dimmed as FitzDutiful entered the den and remarked something. His words created friendly vibrations that she had grown accustomed to. June couldn't make out too much, all she knew was that this blurry vision - that only really identified light - was something that seemed natural to her. It was comforting.