Hideaway Strath Happiness is like glass

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Mallaidh isn’t paying much attention to her surroundings. Her mother’s tag cleans at her back while she stares down at the den floor. Her vision is still blurry and unfocused and they don’t seem to be improving so she’s become rather accustomed to the haziness each day has. Her milky blue eyes are staring down where her feet should be but they blend too much in with the floor and shadows. There’s a faint outline on either side of her that, just maybe, are what her legs look like. When Lotte stops her grooming, however, she pops her head up and looks at the silhouette of her mother. She speaks and her little body vibrates, scooting back into her chest to feel the way it makes her body happy, closing her eyes and snuggling in close.