Whitefish River Would you wait for me

Eyes, now that was a new sensation. It was different than ears, no, ears allowed her to understand the weird feeling in her throat was actually a sound. An unpleasant sound that she could not help but do out of frustration, how would her sister find things so easily? How could she know were nother was, or even where she was when it was so difficult for the little seedling? She just did not understand, all she wanted to do was curl up against the warmth of her mother's fur not wrestle like her sister always wanted. Now, she could see a very blurry outline of the culprit. She was dark and large, well, large to her. 

She blinked her partially open eyes, watery and unclear. Only to have her paw nommed on, and man did that hurt. She gave another hefty sound, a scream as she batted at her sister with her unmunched paw. Aahhhhhhhhhhh! she just never understood this girl, why did she always have to nom and dominate her?