Moonspear Drama Bomb

Koume did not react well to being woken up - at two months, she had begun to develop quite the personality. Only her sister could wake her without causing her to put up a fuss. With a grumpy expression did she follow mother's commands anyway - if only so that she could stick with her sister. Koume did not care where they were going, who they were going to see or why; she just needed to be with her sister. Quietly did she follow, but did not react nicely to being picked up again and again. Kicking and growling did she spent the time in her mother's mouth only to be put down again where she stumbled to keep up.

A big, rocky shape blocked her view, but she guessed the rest of the world looked fine. It wasn't as interesting as the woods - the web beneath the surface that led to great hiding places. She could cope with it, though when they stopped walking to drink Koume looked up. Mother was howling.

The oldest sibling was quick to raise her own muzzle to let out her own summoning song - even if she didn't know for what or who it was. It were mostly her instincts doing it, but also to show mother that she was paying attention to stuff she did.