Equivalent human age: 6 months — 1.5 years. Maybe a chunk of the Cerberus? Or whoever is allowed nearby!
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It was impossible for him to sit still once his eyes had opened, and in the ensuing hours he was roaming about, eager to stare at the dancing blobs of light or grab at the shadows (which usually meant grabbing @Arcturus with his milk teeth). He grunted and whistled as he moved about, and soon had tuckered himself out to the point where he wanted sleep - but the noises of the others, and himself, prevented that. He cried openly, uninhibited, and soon was caterwauling in such a manner that surely he would wake the dead. The sound of his rudimentary howling echoed off the birthing chamber and seemed to funnel outside to those on guard duty, and did not seem as if it would ever cease.
feel free to skip and PP if anyone else comes in
he had only just mastered command of his stubby legs; while the finer notes of footwork finesse eluded him, he could now march himself up to any blot in his vision, or instinctively follow after his siblings - something arcturus took ample interest in.
hearing on the other hand was still a strange sensation to him, and the noise was mostly overwhelming. as he heard revui's caterwauling he set up his own shop of tiny squeaks in refute - squeaks that eventually built up into woeful wails as the noise continued to assault his little ears.
his quiet yowls of protest ceased as his den-mate grew quiet -- arcturus tilted his head, confused by the sudden silence. in the murky dark he could make out a shape just barely -- as it turned towards the light its depth and clarity grew. curious to behold whatever spectacle it was, arcturus toddled after his brother in wordless silence.
distinctly, he could feel warmth under his feet. the sensation felt wonderful and he sat alongside revui, his milky gaze swimming as he unseeingly and unknowingly placed his gaze to the world beyond their den, which had no shape or form in his vision.