Sawtooth Spire Corynorhinus

Something new, something from the bright world, the one that blinded him at certain times of the day. The wolf even fit in with the Bright World, his red pelt blazing in the darkness of the den. Atuaserk did not yet make the connection that his own brother's coat was similar to his Father's. He did not have such cognitive thought yet, though he would soon enough.

When the mother unit didn't stop him, the first born picked up speed and bounded towards the new thing, the one he'd seen glimpses of but that Mother had always stopped them from seeing. Of course, his brakes weren't quite working just yet and he ran full tilt into the creature of Bright World's face.

Warm. Soft fur. Teeth were ignored as the creature was climbed upon so that Ata could reach the highest point. There were things like on his mother's head, soft and sensitive (ears), things that he now tried to attack with tiny teeth and childish sounds.