Stone Circle Dusk will reveal...

Arlette was quite soundly asleep when she was picked up by her mother. The young girl was used to that sensation by now. Normally she would get a cleaning or some of her mother's attention. However, this time it was different. The girl blinked her eyes open and realized that her mother was moving! Arlette let out a soft squeak, which turned into a louder one when she noticed everything around her was much lighter. Her mother put her down. The blurry shapes around her were all different than what she was used to but she wasn't afraid yet. That caution would only come in the next weeks. However, the female did stay close to what she knew. The milkbar. 

Arlette was glad when the dark shape went to lie down. The pale girl instantly climbed over her mother's paw and snuggled against her neck. The soft words, that weren't meant for her, did soothe the girl. She felt bolder when looking at the shapes around her. Her ears twitched at the new sounds she heard. Arlette was listening to the soft sounds when her mother's howl startled her a bit. Though instinct kicked in and she tried a howl of herself. It was nothing compared to her mother's but the attempt was there at least. Arlette also wanted to find comfort with their siblings, who she could also see better now the background was lighter. She let out a soft whine and yip to coax them closer, mimicking her mother once more.