Stavanger Bay everyone would like to learn

open to siblings, parents, anyone looking to earn the caregiver trade and/or would be realistically allowed inside the den! :-)

quellcrist wakes with a start. she doesn't dream of anything, not really, despite the frequency of her naps. life outside the womb thus far is pretty unexciting and boring ( can she get a refund? ). she can't see. can't really move aside from kicking and rolling her head which is too heavy to hold up for long measures of time, and a slow army crawl which takes more energy than it's worth. the only things she really enjoys so far are eating, getting baths and sometimes if she can maintain the energy to actually accomplish it, crawling over the other puptatoes. mostly, this is curiosity that she doesn't recognize as curiosity. her concept of feelings is as abstract as her concept of time. it doesn't exist yet besides the rumbling of her tummy which her instincts are training her to know means she's hungry and she should probably do something about it.

she's discovered, though, that she can kinda smell things. her sense of smell is yet far from keen but she's begun to recognize her parents and the other puptatoes by their smells. which was the most exciting thing to happen to her yet. quellcrist begins to blindly crawl away from the wall of fur she's pressed against and lets out a small huff a few seconds later when she's crawled a few inches away and lost all the energy she'd had. yeah. being a newborn sucked and she was definitely asking for that refund.