Noctisardor Bypass Hush little babies

everyone is welcome, but maybe @Gwen or  @Circe for a lil drama? @Cyron @Rowana @Burr @Mawk for visibility alsso please join? a little bit of PP for mawk watching the babies, if thats not okay i'll change it!

She had taken it easy for the days following the birth, laying still inside the birthing den surrounded by the squeaks and mewling of her children. mawk was a darling too as always, helping her when needed and mooning over the children with her. It was so pleasant having a family, three darling babies to raise into strong adults who would then have their own children. She could have laid there forever but...

It wasn't her way to simply lay about for too long. She needed to stretch her legs badly, just for a while. She called for Mawk and asked him to sit with Cyron,Rowana,and Burr while she took a small walk. He agreed after she promised not to stray too far away, and to be careful and so she set off. When she stepped into the sunlight she made an audible groaning noise, realizing how much she missed the sunlight after being away from it for a few days. She walked toward the pack instead of toward the borders this time, knowing safety was to come first now that she had babies to watch over and feed. The scent of the main pack area grew stronger and she looked around to see if anyone was nearby, she hadn't seen anyone besides Cry,Leila, and Mawk for so long.

the boy grew, slowly, steadily, until he had achieved one month of not dying. and yet, he was still tiny; smaller than his siblings, most definitely. perhaps it had something to do with his mother's actions during her pregnancy, perhaps it was only him. no matter the reason, the last-born was small, and quite often listless. the light of the entrance did not call him as it did others his age, nor did he fight his siblings bitterly for access to his mother's dugs. Cyron, for all intents and purposes, was weak. 

that day, however, the boy took an interest in what lay outside the den, and the brightness seemed to beckon,  for the first time in his life. rising, and in his slow, swaying manner, he made his way to the den entrance, completely silent, and eyes wide. he fell once, twice, but each time simply picked himself up and continued onwards.

I'm gonna have Cebra come back. Anyone tagged is still welcome to come interact though!

The walk was pleasant while it lasted but she found herself yearning to go back to her children, to the warm little den where it was just her and the wriggling bodies of her babies. Turning herself around she quickly loped back to the den,pausing when she spotted Cyron making his way -albeit with some struggling- to the entrance of the den. She smiled to herself and sat down where he couldn't see her but she could see him and watched him walk for the first time, her heart swelling with pride. 

Cyron had never been the most active, she was actually worried about his health most of the time but for some reason nothing seemed to be really wrong with him. He was the sweetest of the litter,never fighting with his siblings and always snuggling with her. She watched as he fell over and she gasped softly, standing up and starting to move forward when she saw him stand up and walk again. She grinned and wagged her tail He's a determined one, thats a good sign.. she thought to herself.

Finally she moved forward and placed herself in the entrance of the den, chuffing affectionatelly to grab her son's attention "Good Job Cyron, You're a strong little boy you know that?" she cooed to him, her voice singing praises with one hundred percent honesty.

his world became focused, to the point that he did not look up from the earth before his paws. words, quite suddenly, bombarded his newly opened ears, and his head tilted back, wide gaze falling on his mother and maw opening in a wide "o". with a little gasp, the boy went tumbling head over heels, rolling back down the slight incline to the exit of his world, limbs flailing. finally, did he find his feet, and when he did, his limbs stuck out awkwardly, gaze falling onto his mother with surprise, looking very much like a wonky tripod as he stood still, and stared.

Illecebra smiled at the reaction from Cyron,but before she could do anything further he was rolling down the tiny hill in a ball of fluff, becoming splayed outside. She stifled a small chuckle and instead slowly walked forward until she stood over him. Lowering her snout she gently nudged him to his paws and placed several reassuring kisses to his brow "you're alright Cyron, just a small tumble. Stand up darling" she murmured calmly. It would do no good to panic and fret over a small mishap, especially when he was uninjured.


She looked around them and sniffed the air to make sure there was no danger and sighed happily "look where you are, you made it outside!" She cooed enthusiastically. She wanted her children to be excited about leaving the den, but she also knew they should respect their surroundings and know the dangers. She sat down and tucked him between her paws "feel the sun?" She was unsure if he could understand any of what she was saying but talked to him anyway.