Iktome Plains Psalms 127:3

@Rhys ;)

Midday. The sun was lower than it had been just hours before, and with the dim landscape came a cool breeze. As Aster stepped out of hiding and into the open, she flinched, feeling the sting of sunlight against her eyes. She would have to learn to deal with it - her blindness - and she figured now that she had the protection of a family, she could afford to expose herself.
With a deep inhale and a rough shake of her fur, Aster swept her head around and peered at her surroundings through squinted eyes. Despite the lack of color (lack of anything, really) Aster was proud of herself for bearing the pain. It was a step forward, as far as she was concerned. One of many.