With eyes finally open, the world was definitely a strange place. Granted, her vision was far from wonderful but it was a far cry from a couple of days past. But one could speculate this hardly bothered her, as she had picked up another skill with it—walking.
Truthfully, calling it walking was a far cry too.
Staggering with the might of a determined drunk, Phoebe had learned already that it was not enjoyable to step on others or get stepped on, and had smartly decided to work on her toddling just an arm's length away from the den wall opposite the motley crew composed of her siblings.
She veered wildly one way and then another, all with proud raucous (that sounded more confused) calls. How exciting! How adventurous! Her feet had quite a mind all their own and were unable to agree with saunter to or fro was better than the other; she stumbled and skipped without meaning to, even kissed the crown of her head to the floor an uncountable number of times in such a short span that it was exhausting.
At one such point, it was her final—within just a few minutes she had bored of (read: helplessly unable at) trying to figure out how to steer herself back towards @Raven and her siblings. She rolled in the dust and dirt and grit once, then twice, and pressed her feet against the cool earth of the den wall she had come so close to crashing into. She heaved a dramatic sigh, and whined helplessly; this view sucked and like a package from IKEA, the pictures of this instruction sheet weren't totally helping and obviously some screws were misplaced. Maybe a whole component was absent.
Someone call customer support.
Truthfully, calling it walking was a far cry too.
Staggering with the might of a determined drunk, Phoebe had learned already that it was not enjoyable to step on others or get stepped on, and had smartly decided to work on her toddling just an arm's length away from the den wall opposite the motley crew composed of her siblings.
She veered wildly one way and then another, all with proud raucous (that sounded more confused) calls. How exciting! How adventurous! Her feet had quite a mind all their own and were unable to agree with saunter to or fro was better than the other; she stumbled and skipped without meaning to, even kissed the crown of her head to the floor an uncountable number of times in such a short span that it was exhausting.
At one such point, it was her final—within just a few minutes she had bored of (read: helplessly unable at) trying to figure out how to steer herself back towards @Raven and her siblings. She rolled in the dust and dirt and grit once, then twice, and pressed her feet against the cool earth of the den wall she had come so close to crashing into. She heaved a dramatic sigh, and whined helplessly; this view sucked and like a package from IKEA, the pictures of this instruction sheet weren't totally helping and obviously some screws were misplaced. Maybe a whole component was absent.
Someone call customer support.
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winged twilight - by Phoebe - July 11, 2018, 05:15 PM
RE: winged twilight - by Elwood - July 14, 2018, 10:19 AM
RE: winged twilight - by Phoebe - July 24, 2018, 11:37 AM
RE: winged twilight - by Kite - July 26, 2018, 01:40 PM
RE: winged twilight - by Elwood - July 30, 2018, 01:13 PM