Dragoncrest Cliffs Wait a minute

Aminthe was sleeping soundly between both her mothers. She liked to sleep and could be found asleep quite often. She tired easily, and often only woke to eat. 

As with most mornings, hunger woke her. But this was the first time her eyes actually opened. She moved her tiny head around, taking in the strange colors and shapes. She was suddenly very curious about the world around her, though she wouldn't be able to do much about it just yet. 

Her stomach rumbled it's anger at still being empty, but the seastar ignored it. She was much too captivated by the blurry forms of Erzulie and Rosalyn. Even her brother's smaller, blurry form intrigued her. Whoever might wake would find the tiny girl staring at them.