The Sunspire Had to have high, high hopes for a living

With each day that passed, Remi and Breccan and Deshyr became acquainted with their sense of sight, exploring the den in greater capacity with strengthening limbs, and Wisteria went on and on, never opening her eyes or sharing their adventures. Oh, she moved all right and her body was growing right along with theirs, but her eyelids remained plastered in place. If Rannoch and Liffey hadn't been concerned at first, they probably were by now, although Wisp couldn't really say what her parents thought about her failure to meet her first major milestone. For her part, Wisteria wasn't concerned at all.

That is, she wasn't concerned until they finally did open, over a week later than the others, and revealed what she had been missing all along. Only unlike her siblings, who had expressed a wide range of emotions but primarily curiosity and excitement, Wisp's prevailing sensation was fear. She wasn't ready for this. The den was too bright, the world too big, the room moving too fast, and it made her head spin. She squeezed her eyes shut—a very different look from when her eyelids had just been lightly closed, and very obvious to any witnessing eyes—and cried out loudly.