Dragoncrest Cliffs heaven was a place still in space not in motion

The big nose of her shadowy nomi retreats into the darkness, and Blixen inhales as her little paws hit the dirt again only for her to flop uselessly onto her stomach. She sighs, wanting so much more. More what? It was unclear, but the desire burned fiercely in her heart now that the fear of the unknown was swiftly fading away. The creature who's limbs she was nestled between was not unlike her mother, and that was enough for her to settle on. But there had to be more. Why was she so much larger than her siblings? How did she make those incredible vibrations happen that rattled her bones so pleasantly. 

All questions that demanded answers. 

Blix opened her mouth and manipulated a cry into a warble, seeking Thuringwethil's attention.