Two Eyes Cenote [b] sooner or later

there's both more freedom and more restraint for the baby than there was in the womb.

she still could not feel nor do much despite being free. at least it is not as cramped! as the mass she knows as mama begins to move, the cub instinctively yet furiously kicks in protest. 
she didn't know that she could no longer torment her mother with her vicious attacks, nor that now one can put a face to the kicking criminal. it means nothing now anyways; tiye is left to flail her little legs all while still believing she is victorious. it only takes another taste of milk for her to finally relax, unaware of how many eyes lay upon her and her siblings.