Seaside Moors Light

Chacal looked up when her mother spoke, but understood her body language only an instant later, and dropped her head so that she could be grasped. She went limp, calm and quiet, as she was carried out of the den's mouth and into the light, where she blinked and squinted, and wriggled just a little bit from the discomfort of the visual overload. She looked down, to see the ground moving past below her mother's feet, and found herself getting a bit dizzy, something she hadn't experienced before. She was grateful when Erzulie set her down. 

While Erzulie had set her down pointing out toward the light, the stubborn and uncomfortable babe squinted her eyes shut, and making a small suckling sound with her lips, she turned and buried her face into her mother's fluff. It was all a bit too much, too quickly- she needed to get grounded again, for a moment, before she tried to take a look at the big world outside.