Seaside Moors Light

As the warmth soaked into her jet fur, Chacal closed her eyes so that she was reminded of what life had been like, before her newest sense had become available to her, and reveled in the sensation of being kissed by the suns rays. As lovely as it was, though, it would never replace the warmth and safety she felt when nestled up into her mothers' fur. 

So she turned back, yawned, and having seen and felt enough for one day, she tucked herself against her mother's side so that she could glean the warmth and comfort from her mother, listen to the steady thrum of her heartbeat, and fall asleep with her flank still bathing in the sun's light.