Moonspear just as the four walls close me within, my eyes are opened up with pure sunlight

Charon chuckled as he watched the pup look around in typical dopey pup fashion, but his joy was quickly forgotten when one of the dark ones started to squeal. By the looks of it it was the smallest one, the girl. "Shut up," he grumbled at her, "Or your mama's gonna wake up." He watched as the white girl moved towards its sibling, and all his hope was now onto the girl who could make it or break it. Would she be able to calm her sibling? It was a sad realisation to think he was putting all his hope for quietude onto one of his own babies. All was lost.