Sun Mote Copse (M) Some things Change

a little brother.

a surprise little brother.

jr, would she have had the gift of gab, would've been stunned speechless. as it is, her paws are frozen, numb, stuck in thick mental sludge that she is trying desperately to force herself out of.

slowly, step by step, she makes her way towards reyson, who is cradling her newborn sibling to inspect him.

he looks like them: like towhee and herself but with white on him. actually, she thinks he looks a bit like a fat squirming potato ( but that was neither here nor there ).

she turns back to her mother then, struggling to process like a windows '98 processor. too shocked to form much of an opinion on how she feels about her baby brother.

-what's his name?- she signs, asking the first question that comes to her mind.