Broken Antler Fen Good, good, now we're making some progress

Sylvie had continued to learn and grow, and she had even spoken her first word last week— Mama, for @Maia. Since then, she added to her vocabulary and strung the words into short, choppy sentences. Right now, she absorbed everything like a sponge and talked whenever she was able to.

Her morning had been quiet, and she had napped for a majority of it. Sylvie had started her day with breakfast (eating her fill and then some) and then went back to bed. However, she didn't sleep long and woke up about an hour after she had fallen asleep.

Sylvie felt lazy, and she took her time getting up. Eljay's voice was what motivated her to get up. After standing and shaking off the stray strands of bedding from her fur, Sylvie left the den.

"Papa!" she said as she trotted up to her papa, her tail wagging side-to-side. "Hymn!" She wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but she was eager to join in on the fun and regarded them both with a curious gaze.