four days was hardly long enough to develop independence, but damned if accipitra was not trying.
she placed her paw against a sibling's head, mewling blindly as she reached for a conspicuous absence:
mom. whether mom was truly gone to the store for cigarettes, or simply a few feet away and accipitra accidentally jostled aside, it didn't matter. with a great pout she threw back her head as a wail sounded down the den.
The shimmering sound of water was a familiar vibration, a pattern of movement within the stone that Anathema followed faithfully. Constant; numbing. Monotony colored this first chapter of her life, and so she was unsettled by any disturbance.
Accipitra was one of three such disturbances. On some instinctive level Anathema recognized the blood that flowed the same through each of their veins, so her sister was not met with any great offense on her part, but she was certainly ruffled. A little squeak slipped from her when she felt a paw on her head, followed by the sharp vibrations of Accipitra's wail. She reached out lazily with her forepaws in a half-hearted attempt at comfort. Shh, shhh, she urged her sister wordlessly. Sleeeeep...
She drifted mid-reach, and snored once.
accipitra could not hear the caterwauling she’d introduced to the world, but she shushed immediately as she felt pressure on her forehead.
a child frozen mid-tantrum. her little eyes would have crossed to view the object pressing her forehead if they’d been opened.
unaware of the mewl ushered by anathema, or the fact she’d fallen asleep, Accipitra remained frozen in a grotesque pose.
what was the meaning of this newfound pressure? instinctively her neck turtled and she backed away, only to flip over backwards in an uncoordinated slump.
yet when she fell backwards she landed onto something else, softer and more pliable than the earth that she may have otherwise come to meet.
disgruntled, hierophant's limbs stretched and stiffened into surprised exclamation points as a noise of discontent erupted from the boy.
since post order is loose and this thread is outdated now i was going to round out this thread and archive in a day or so — hope that is ok <3
it was a good thing hierophant was there to cushion her fall; deities knew there would be little else in accipitra’s life to lean on.
she bounced off of him in a jellybean state. the ground here was colder and so in the way that puppies do, accipitra wormed her way into the crook of his body warmth and promptly fell asleep as if her batteries had fallen out.