Sleepy Fox Hollow we are love

The safety of their walls had always brought her comfort, brought her peace even as she kicked at her siblings and made a fuss to beg for attention. Even as she started to put weight onto paws, she had known their walls to be the beginning and end of their universe, never approaching the light that crept out the front of the den. She did not desire to move, remaining curled up in her own little ball where she normally slept, a whine of protest as her mother rose, not feeling her father’s presence either.
 
She did not like it… not until she was being guided along and even then she let out soft whines to show her discontent, her head down as her paws dug into the ground until she lost her balance and collapsed to the ground, finding her paws only so no one would attempt to help her. The warmth she felt as she escaped into the world around brought a pleasant shiver, her nose wrinkling as she plopped her butt down and looked around, blurry figures making no real sense to her and no meaning rising with them.