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Life outside of the den had been overwhelming at first, but Frost had adjusted comfortably to it. There was so much to do and to see, and being the scientifically curious little brain that he was, he of course needed to discover it all. That had been quite the tall order initially, and still was in truth, but the littlest Whitebark had compartmentalized, divided, and was well on his way to conquering, if only in this little bit of space he had.

That afternoon, he'd ventured a little further than the day before, just as he did most days. There was always something new just a little further, he'd found. Today was no exception, for as he took the few steps just a little further than the day before, his eyes landed on a sight that enthralled him immediately--A lush patch of clover, complete with little white blossoms dotted all around. His tail wagged at the sight and he hummed happily to himself as he trotted right on in, pausing here and there to give each leaf of each clover a nice, long whiff.

Hi hello 2 months is a socialization period I hope u don't mind me <33

The warmth of summer was pleasing on the young boy’s back. He plodded clumsily across the earth, nose searching. There did not seem to be a destination in the child’s mind. Kiyoshi simply went where instinct told him that he could go, only glancing back to where the family den was once.
 
Ahead was a pale figure, roughly his size. Kiyoshi watched the stranger, expression unshifting in his observation. The alabaster shape did not seem as though it was a risk to him. The young stoic did not yet shift from his position. Instead, he wagged his tail softly and waited to see if the stranger would meet his gaze.