Ocean's Breath Plateau otter wing

Always with the interruptions! One day, Puffyn would be a blur of energy: a busy little girl, eager to explore the world around her. Right now, she only desired sleep, and it seemed the adults loved moving her around.

Well, at least where she rested was soft... so very, very soft... She couldn't resist herself as she found her favorite sleeping position: on her back, with her soft white belly exposed to the sky. Diminutive, dainty alabaster paws reached out in all directions as she gave a big streeeeeetch before neatly tucking them against her colorless chest fluff. Puffyn's large, amber eyes blinked heavily as she wrestled with competing urges: stay awake and investigate or succumb to slumber once more. 

Father returned after depositing the rest of her wiggly siblings, enveloping them in his warmth. It was so soothing, especially as she both heard and felt his words. They meant little to her at present, but the soothing intonations describing names and stories that would one day become part of her very bones were like a lullaby, and the girl was unable to disobey her increasingly heavy eyelids.