Redtail Rise the fortunes of the world

forward dated a few days to the 25th; tags for reference <3

there is a chill that thursday evening feels only when he moves away from the warmth of @Sunday Morning's flank. but having adjusted to being able to see — with his vision improving what felt like each day — and hear he was decidely less grumpy about it. slowly, he's begun to see it all as an adventure. every day brought something new to thursday evening's life and he was eager.

it is that desire that draws him towards the mouth of the den; lured like a moth to flame. he does not venture outside of the birthing den's swadling safety ( not yet ) but instead peers 'round at what he's able to see.