Stone Circle Look up to the skies and see

Witch, having just woken up from a nap, bumbled out of the tree-root den she already adored, squinting around in a cross of worry and curiousity for her mother. Independant and stubborn as the little one already was, she didn't like when any of her family members was outside of her sight. When her blue eyes fell on the grey blur of her mother, the russet sprinkled girl waddled her way right to Althaia shamelessly. The pile of green beside her nest was of interest, too, but Witchhazel spared only a lick to one of the leaves before blowing air out of her nose excitedly and trotting clumsily for her mother - to her credit, she only fell twice on the way. Undeterred, she slipped under the grey belly of her now easy seen mother, rubbing against her leg before sniffing at.... Well, whatever her mother was paying attention to!