Greatwater Lake The Birds Sing At Night

Open to anyone near the den and siblings!

Miho stirred easily now. Any sound that reached her newly opened ears set her heart into a frenzy. It was unwelcome external stimuli that usually sent the babe burrowing, looking for safety amongst the fur pile that was her siblings & mother. Their scent always grounded her, the feeling of being lost in them brought her comfort. But on this night (really it was early morning, but dark still just meant night to the girl), the rustling of birds outside of the young family's den intrigued her. 

Tonight, she would not be scared. Slowly, albeit rather clumsily, Miho stepped over the mass of her siblings. Occasionally a chunky leg would sink farther into them, hindering her journey, but she prevailed. Tumbling from the safety of the brush, the sleepy toddler stuck her face to the wind. There were lots of new smells, but above all, the incessant chirping. She would find the source of whatever creatures were in such a merry mood. And once she did... well, it would be figured out at that time.