It wasn't like he hadn't tried, he had in fact. Several times trying to climb his way out of the den into the open world, his only glimpse of it so far was the big shiny light that illuminated the den. But everytime he had tried moving out of the den, he had been grabbed behind by his mother or for the big lumpy thing to block the entrance and for the big light to vanish. And he hated it, he wanted to leave this stuffy den where he could only see his sister and his mother and the apparently absent lumpy object. He wanted to explore.
And it seemed like today his wish would finally be granted. The fluffy black thing grabbed him by his neck and plopped him outside the den where he was joined moments later by his sister. He found himself gaping at the massive place in front of him, wide bright blue eyes blinking as he stared around. The light too bright for his eyes.
The thing that had brought up out let out a call and soon others, unfamiliar ones began to arrive. Some spoke in weird voices, the words unfamiliar to the young Fantôme. He blinked up at them, awe filling his eyes and let out a loud squeal.