Heron Lake Plateau winged twilight
All Welcome  July 11, 2018, 05:15 PM
With eyes finally open, the world was definitely a strange place. Granted, her vision was far from wonderful but it was a far cry from a couple of days past. But one could speculate this hardly bothered her, as she had picked up another skill with it—walking.

Truthfully, calling it walking was a far cry too.

Staggering with the might of a determined drunk, Phoebe had learned already that it was not enjoyable to step on others or get stepped on, and had smartly decided to work on her toddling just an arm's length away from the den wall opposite the motley crew composed of her siblings.

She veered wildly one way and then another, all with proud raucous (that sounded more confused) calls. How exciting! How adventurous! Her feet had quite a mind all their own and were unable to agree with saunter to or fro was better than the other; she stumbled and skipped without meaning to, even kissed the crown of her head to the floor an uncountable number of times in such a short span that it was exhausting.

At one such point, it was her final—within just a few minutes she had bored of (read: helplessly unable at) trying to figure out how to steer herself back towards @Raven and her siblings. She rolled in the dust and dirt and grit once, then twice, and pressed her feet against the cool earth of the den wall she had come so close to crashing into. She heaved a dramatic sigh, and whined helplessly; this view sucked and like a package from IKEA, the pictures of this instruction sheet weren't totally helping and obviously some screws were misplaced. Maybe a whole component was absent.

Someone call customer support.
July 14, 2018, 10:19 AM
@Finley and Elwood had decided to pay the Redhawks' newest members a visit. They trekked from their own rendezvous site to the den occupied by the Alphas and their puppies, and after gaining permission from @Raven, they settled down to play with the babies for a little while. "Were our kids ever this small?" Fin asked, and Elwood, on his belly next to her, chuckled and shook his head in disbelief.

They carefully lay in the mouth of the den, so as not to crowd the little family inside, and they watched as one puppy in particular careened around like a drunken sailor. Of course, she wasn't really that far from her mother and siblings, but to such a small creature, it must have seemed like she had traveled miles. After a few seconds, she toppled over and seemed to have gotten herself stuck, and gave a plaintive cry for help.

Elwood shifted slightly, inching forward far enough to touch the dark-coated babe with his nose. He nudged her gently, with just enough force to hopefully propel her back onto her feet.