Blackfeather Woods But somethin' about me is makin' 'em jealous

Witch was the second to wake, and it was only because of the sudden outburst of motion beside her that the little girl's sleep was disturbed. 
It was her sister, but the best-maybe the only good- part to waking up was the new sensation that at once assaulted her. Her eyes slid open, revealing two bright, curious blue eyes that zipped from place to place. Unfortunatley, she could still see nothing other than blurred colors, and only up to a certain length away-Keoni was but a grey little blob, which honestly wasn't far from the truth anyways. For now, the cream and red potato did her best to focus on her older sister-to fail, but it was a good try. Next, her little blue eyes turned to a form that was familiar deep in her soul-Althaia. Her greyness was something that brought Witch great happiness, and she even scooted forward until she'd bumped into the massive paw that was her mothers-the girl didn't seek the touch of her birth giver, nothing but the knowledge that she was there, already so independant.

*Jumps in all the family threads possible*