The Sentinels A small break in time

The day her eyes had opened was not one of note for little Emaleth, for she still remained blind. She still relied mainly on her sense of touch and intuition— even smells were not yet potent for the child, but there would be a great many changes for her in the weeks to come. It was a time of growth, and soon her memories of the life before would be forgotten; they would become only dreams.

She noticed the absence of the Source, though she still remained warm, and her little paws told her that her other half was still nearby. This comforted her immensely, though she didn't truly understand that. Still, she was hungry, and a sharp squall escaped her. Demanding— far more than she ever had been previously. She wanted the emptiness in her belly to be gone.