Hideaway Strath there's a spark in your heart, that's all you need

Thyme had been snuggled against his mother's fur when suddenly that was pulled away. It ripped him from his sleep and cause a cry of protest to come from his throat. He lifted his head up to look around, most of it was blurry but she did know the light shape called mother and the dotted and splashes of brown and dark from his father. He rather stayed close to mother because she was warm and had food. The boy noticed his mother was alert, and couldn't understand what was causing her to be. She smelled different, or her shape looked different than normal.

When he heard a deep tone he turned. His eyes locking onto the massive shape before them. The striped blob was huge. He saw his brother a little clearer and tried to move to him but his steps were not as stable as he liked and he toppled over. The pale boy also wanted to see what this massive thing was!!!