Lost Creek Hollow warming weather

By the day, his bids for the outside world grew stronger and were now actually backed with honest effort. At first he'd just wander along that way, naturally drawn to the light and the unknown beyond, but after he got his first tiny taste of success, he wanted more and more. Usually he had to keep his trips short (not that it really bothered him since he wore out quickly) or he was shuffled back in because his timing wasn't appropriate for whatever reason. 

But today, he noticed his brother immediately missing from his sights as he began to stir from his nap. Larkspur was still quietly snoozing next to him and his opportunity became clear. He picked himself up as silently as he could so not to trip the alarm his sister's noisy mouth would surely be, and inched for the den door with tiny, "sneaky" steps.

Silas exhaled the breath he'd been holding with a big sigh when he was relieved to see his brother in the doorway. He moved over to him to greet him with a sloppy lick and little grunt, then turned his sights towards the world beyond their den home while his nose worked in overdrive to take it all in. Silas had not yet noticed his brother's rock he was chewing since he was preoccupied with the expanse spread before them.