Shadewood touching

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Set yesterday.

In the absence of eyes, ears, and hunger, Lycabas unconsciously marveled at the newfound awareness of his feet. He had them stretched into something soft -- one of his siblings most likely -- and for a full thirty seconds, he pressed the spongy tissue with supple pads, wondering at the sensation. It wasn't like crawling in the dirt at all, and though he had surely experienced flesh and fur underfoot before, he had never thought to pay any attention to it.

But alas, his interest in this waned, and he started to tow himself about like an enfeebled seal, hunting for milk. He had just waken up from a nap, after all. It was time to top off his barrel -- he could feel empty space.