time had passed peacefully. the days of suckling in darkness had come to an end and the trio's small world had suddenly expanded. zephyra had been the first of the litter to emerge from the comfort of the den, a small head shot out just enough to scan the surrounding before slinking back in. an encouraging look from her mother prompted the young girl onwards, a few wobbly steps taken just beyond the mouth of the den.
a few excited coos were sent skyward as she drew in the sight of a world larger than what she could have imagined. she shot a glance behind to see if @Anatolia or @Alasdair were following before tottering off towards a hide left outside to dry in the sun.
a few excited coos were sent skyward as she drew in the sight of a world larger than what she could have imagined. she shot a glance behind to see if @Anatolia or @Alasdair were following before tottering off towards a hide left outside to dry in the sun.
September 06, 2024, 03:17 PM
Not to be outdone and keenly attuned to the coaxing coos that left his sister’s mouth, Alasdair was behind her on wobbly legs. It might have been a more impressive feat had he not been only a tiny few steps from the safety of their milk den before he tripped on a rock, stumbling, and unceremoniously falling.
There was a blink of baby blue eyes—a frown that rivaled that of a storm cloud crossing over his tawny features, before he rolled to his belly, forepaws settled out before him in the sun’s warmth as he cast a glare out to the world, following a quick shake of his head and fur—releasing the stress of that little embarrassing moment.
Of course, it was soon forgotten when his gaze landed on Zephyra, and what she was currently exploring. “Hah,” he garbled, and once more, he was up, and trying to propel himself forward on legs that weren’t quite as ready to move as quickly as his determination wished them to.
There was a blink of baby blue eyes—a frown that rivaled that of a storm cloud crossing over his tawny features, before he rolled to his belly, forepaws settled out before him in the sun’s warmth as he cast a glare out to the world, following a quick shake of his head and fur—releasing the stress of that little embarrassing moment.
Of course, it was soon forgotten when his gaze landed on Zephyra, and what she was currently exploring. “Hah,” he garbled, and once more, he was up, and trying to propel himself forward on legs that weren’t quite as ready to move as quickly as his determination wished them to.
September 07, 2024, 01:24 PM
anatolia was bothered by very little.
however what did bother her was the absence of siblings or the fact that they thought they could go without her. the world was too large, the world was different from mother's side. they needed her even if they did not know it.
zephyra is excited.
alasdair is following.
meanwhile she has taken to attempting a crouched stalk after her siblings. half-herding, half-guarding. it was hardly coordinated but the attempt is there already. their mother might have encouraged this outdoor discovery, but anatolia had been born with the instinct to protect.
no matter if it might ruin a good moment.
however what did bother her was the absence of siblings or the fact that they thought they could go without her. the world was too large, the world was different from mother's side. they needed her even if they did not know it.
zephyra is excited.
alasdair is following.
meanwhile she has taken to attempting a crouched stalk after her siblings. half-herding, half-guarding. it was hardly coordinated but the attempt is there already. their mother might have encouraged this outdoor discovery, but anatolia had been born with the instinct to protect.
no matter if it might ruin a good moment.
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