Sun Mote Copse de-light-ed

Crow's life had been rather hum-drum, as far as he could tell. He had been born, which might have been "exciting," but he'd already forgotten about it. He had a few siblings, two parents, and a few other wolves who came in and out at random intervals to mix things up a bit. All-in-all, it hadn't been a bad life. He didn't really know pain, agony, loss, or any of those bad things.

Having just woken up from a nap, there was something different about the world now. There was light, and he was de-light-ed to blink and watch the vague moving objects disappear and reappear seemingly at random.