Neverwinter Forest yeah, it's the candle, yo it's uh

eye opening thread!

finín was stirred from tranquil slumbering by the demanding caterwauling of his food deprived stomach, which he quickly took lessons from and recreated with an ever strengthening screech as he performed the ardurous journey from fur to teat to sate this all encompassing desire. it was only during this fervent suckle that he became suddenly aware of the way in which this new darkness before him shifted with enthralling texture as he blinked. 

however, considering the thick gloom of the den and the fact that he was face to face with the sable furs of his mama, finín grew quite tired of this new feat in a manner of seconds. he did, however, quite enjoy this new feeling of stirring his eyelids and so as he drank, sky kissed eyes shuttered with a continuous blink blink blink.

and that's about as exciting as it gets as he looses a satisfied belch. big case of no thoughts head empty here.