Turtle Island She's just a girl and she's on fire

Having found a new reason for being. She could see. By the gods she could see. Nothing concrete and nothing made sense. But it was a new sensation. And as such she was incredibly irritated to be gathered to her  mother and forced to look elsewhere. 

She let out a squeak of outrage. Paws and tail flailing as she tried in vain to release herself of her mother's paws. She chunnered at her mother. Were she able to speak the haitian creole that would roll of her tongue would have been absolutely blazing. But as such. She could only make small noises of protest.

She tried to aim a hard quick at teh brother nearby to show her displeasure, but even that fell short.