Dragoncrest Cliffs salt pearls

His dreams became more vivid, now that his subconscious had seen light. While his vision was blurry still, he began to take note of movement and shape, though he was puzzled as to why there was only light some of the time. And the light he saw was filtered through the thick tangle of thorns that surrounded their home within the great, mossy tree trunk. 

He'd been dreaming of blurry figures when he was awakened by the feeling of something sucking and gumming on his arm, and for a moment he panicked, thinking it was one of the blurry shapes from his dream. He opened his eyes and squawked, only to realize with some horror that it actually was one of the blurry figures from his dream that was mouthing his forelimb. His siblings had been warm, soft, and comfortable for a while- but with time they were becoming more of a nuisance now that they were more mobile. 

He pulled his leg away, and began to try and slowly, awkwardly scramble his way out of her reach.