Noctisardor Bypass Let me be your light.

Kikimora was curious about the Spring sunshine that sent rays cascading into the entrance of the den. She sat for a time, watching the way specks of dust glittered in the gilded light. She wondered if it had always been there, warming the hollow where she had her siblings had spent the entirety of their short lives.

A tiny white feather drifted across the den floor, drawn to the tunnel where the adults frequently cane and went. Kikimora lifted her stormy gaze to follow it's movement, then shakily pulled herself up on wobbly limbs as it vanished into the unknown beyond.

Suddenly, she had to see.

Carefully she stumbled forward, enough to poke her head outside and squint her sensitive eyes against the fierce morning light.