Moonspear and here we go, life’s waiting to begin

Orca was rather uninterested in the new, appreciating the safety of old. She grumbled to see mother go, but usually she came back quickly enough. And, yes, there she was. Orca stretched out her small body, looking up at her with happy eyes, until then their mother nosed her, then Seal, and stepped out again.

That... was new. Orca was all too prepared to strike, but realized that without a union it wouldn't do much good. But that was forgotten when she saw the concern on Seal's face, and heard it. Orca stombled (actually, she drunkenly stumbled) toward the entrance and hollered: MOTHER! (...also actually, she really just wailed for attention).

But like Seal, she wilted back from the sun with a discontented ah!, before she peaked her head out again. Now she said nothing, her eyes having fallen upon their father. Distracted, Orca cried no more, but looked to Seal before cooing and looking out toward mom. It wasn't so distressing, when you saw two things you liked out there.

Orca was not quite ready to dive past this threshold and into those waters yet, though. And certainly not without Seal, who needed her protection here.