Ouroboros Spine i try to give a party, and the guy upstairs complains

Mother doe answered the call of the outside, her form easily stepping over and away from the two cubs at the den entrance, fawn answering her affectionate swipe of grooming with a disgruntled squeak and a wiggle of a ratty puppy tail.

Ló easily stepped out into the world, but Vairë needed a moment to skeptically squint at it, like a collector appraising a piece, before the little fawn lifted her toes from the entrance and pressed them to the grass.

She moved a few scant inches, her eyes trained on the grass. Oh yes, she remembered this! This was food! With nary a moment’s thought, Vairë planted her face into the grass and dirt to gum enthusiastically on a few blades of crunchy fall greenery.