Stone Circle a robin said: the spring will never come,

@Merrit @Arlette forward dated to Saturday (06/02)
mom & dad are always welcome too of course <3

On her twelfth day, the world was revealed to her. Keen's eyes opened, hazy puppy-blue in their newness, in the early hours of the morning. The chocolate-cloaked girl met the development quietly, solemnly; she studied the blurry shapes around her for some time without moving. The big warm food-sack she would one day know to be her mother was the first thing to catch her fresh eyes. She stretched out towards it, pushing tiny paws roughly into her mother's belly. It was a familiar sensation, though, and the pup was far more interested in new experiences.
She turned her attention to the smaller shapes beside her. Thing One and Thing Two; her siblings, though she recognized them only as blobs for now. Keen lurched towards the darker one, flopping clumsily with paws splayed and whacking her brother square in the face. Had she possessed the awareness, she might have felt bad— but she didn't, so she whined indignantly instead at the impact.