Northstar Vale Step it

Tiny lights danced along the cool cavern floor. Each one a small pinprick of brightness in the darker den. Baby blue eyes narrowed as he watched them winking in and out of existence, a path to follow into a golden halo beyond the yawning mouth of the den entrance. 

Big enough to fit his giant of a father. Mother was much easier to reach for cuddles, but dad wasn't so bad. He snorted and slowly stood on shaking limbs. He had seen mama do this, it couldn't be too hard right. Just lift and step. Once, then twice, and soon you'd be running.

The warmth of the day hit his face like a slap and he stood blinking awkwardly in the light that pierced the pupil of his sky eyes. He stepped further, bending, small black nose twitching, to sniff at the stuff on the ground. It smelled like the den, but fresher?

He nipped at one of the green blades, tongue darting out and a small gag at the foreign feeling on it.  

blech