Bearclaw Valley Cat Eyes

Open invitation to family! @Ameline @Ancelin @Ahni @Asura @Aurelian
No pressure to join. <3

Arlen's existence was a simple one. They would root around at their mama's belly for milk. Now, when they came across one that was occupied, Arlen showed a stubborn streak. Opting for a war of attrition more often then not, they were well accustomed to pushing their body against whichever sibling crossed their path.

In these miniscule battles, there was one opponent that Arlen always lost to. She was larger than the rest, and her fur felt different too. Unbeknownst to Arlen, this sibling was of a different species. Not that the wolf pup could tell. Auberon smelled just like the rest of them.

Today would be somewhat different.

Having filled their belly, Arlen curled up against their mama's arm. Head propped up by her wrist, Arlen's eyes opened.

They didn't particularly know to open their eyes, it just happened.

Fiercely blinking, Arlen's new sense was imperfect. Fuzzy and with little definition, the light that cast into the den filled them with awe. With a chance of pace, Arlen cooed delighted at the very first face they saw: their mother.