Sun Mote Copse so we sailed up to the sun

There was little in her life, thus far, with the absence of sights and hearing. Her plugged nose had little ability to smell a great deal, leaving her with only taste and feeling. But still her awareness grew greater every day, and there were but two things of great importance in her life thus far. There were her brothers, that provided some warmth, but were hardly useful for much else beside sleeping atop of. Her mother, though she knew her not as such, was the greatest thing in her life, the giver of comfort and sustenance and life.

her eyes were still sealed shut, for now, though in only a few days they would open. The notion of sight was completely alien and entirely unknown to the girl, and she was content completely with all that she had now. 

Waking, she wiggled fiercely, delighting in the simply movement, and begun pummeling the nearest lump in her vicinity for her forelimbs, squeaking softly ever few moments.