Swiftcurrent Creek snips and snails

Resting her heavy head of her paws Maera's lower lip quivered, she parted her mouth and gave a long whimper that earned no response from her mother. She sniffled and prepared herself to give her mother another agonizing call but another voice beat her to it. As the strange voice echoed the babe's previous babbles, Maera became silent, her little mind was trying to process who was also trying to wake up mommy. It didn't sound like any of her siblings..perhaps it was daddy? No that wasn't his voice either. "Aaa?" She mumbled feeling the urge to respond to the voice's sounds.

The chubby red sausage--as a Njal described them-- flailed her little feet trying to turn to face her sing along new friend. But no mattered how hard she tried to make herself spin to face Bazi, her stubby legs couldn't propel her to turn that way, the only option she had was to stand and wobble towards the mysterious voice. Ugh, that sounded like a hell lot of trouble!

But the lazy babe thought it was worth it. She hadn't really tried to stand yet but seen her brothers do it, and although they didn't get very far it worked for them so there was no reason for her not to do it too. Trying to remember how they had done it, Maera pushed the ground with her paws and managed to rise her belly from the ground.

Excited at her new accomplishment she wagged her little tail furiously which caused her to tumble sideways before she could cry victory.