Broken Antler Fen awaken, my love!

Mato seemed concerned and she frowning, moving herself closer to her brother as he moved his mouth and fussed towards her. She wasn't as aware really, it wasn't like sight which had been a sustained and beautiful gift. This was something different. Mato was faster than she was development wise. She made her way on slow feet, finding herself not fumbling quite as much, until she was close enough to nuzzle into him - the same way she'd seen Mama do whenever they were upset. Her tiny tongue brushed his cheek and she hoped he might calm himself soon.