Broken Antler Fen I got a pocketful of sunshine

The little dude woke up, blinking his blue eyes open with a loud yawn. He was feeling ambitious today, and could not help notice little sharp teeth in his mouth when he ran his tongue over them several times. Today was cold, but in the den it was surprisingly pleasant, and Ben poked a few of his siblings with his cold, wet nose before giving up. He crawled away from the bunch, eventually stumbling on his feet as he lifted his potato-shaped body off the ground.

He let out a squeal of joy as he stumbled through the den, his legs going faster than he could ever crawl. He did not go for the opening of the den though, and did not want to wake up his whole family. He was just there - in his own little word as he experienced his first few steps.