Redtail Rise the hunger games

well, maybe 'seeing' wasn't as accurate as a statement as everything was just really bright and blurry. it would take a few weeks of adjusting until Saturday would make any sense of what her eyes were taking in for her. 

a high-pitched scream would come to an end after a little bit of realizing that the light didn't exactly hurt her. this would be many of the life lessons Saturday would learn coming into her young life: not everything that was perceived as scary was meant to hurt her, though it didn't stop it from being perceived as annoying whatever shadow came to snuff out the light she saw caused an immediate relief in the girl.

recently, she had been trying to give the whole 'walking' thing a chance, often ending up rolling onto her side due to her being a bit greedy during breakfast, lunch, second lunch, first dinner, etc...

with very shaky legs, a slow pace, and a few stumbles, Saturday would come as close to shadow as she could manage under the watchful gaze of mother and sister (if she could see too, that is). She heard words, or more just jumbled notes that held little meaning to her right now. but Saturday was grateful for the fact that whoever this was in front of her stopped that annoying light. and so, the tiny girl sprawls out in front of Masquerade, a measly paw coming to try and touch whatever she could, as it was originally the only sense that connected her to the world.