Lost Creek Hollow I can see the sun through the open window.

Her tail wiggled behind her as she listened to him, but she didn't entirely hear him, being so fixated on the tiny bundles he protected. When Rannoch gave his permission to come closer, Ibis looked at him with big, bright eyes - but then carefully scooted closer. 

The bodies were so little! And so soft looking! They're so small, she murmured as she watched them. He wasn't wrong when he'd said they weren't much fun — they barely moved, yet when they did Ibis caught every tremble, every breath, every squeak or tiny-baby-yawn. Was I that small...? She thought and, accidentally, murmured aloud; she was always such a tiny girl, even as a babe, but it was a bizarre thought to imagine herself looking like a little potato.