Arrow Lake What are people but deaths that haven't happened yet?

Would love a @Mahler babysitting thread so loosely powerplaying Aure, her tag is for reference. Vaguely forward dated a couple days.

As his life rolled inexorably on and on, Dragomir spent less time in the countless realities of his mind and more time in the tangible reality of the present. He still dipped into them now and again—he awoke this morning as a tiny wolf cub, after having fallen asleep as a thousand-thousands year old glacier—but the frequency of these episodes was rapidly dwindling. Coinciding with this was an uptick in Dragomir's activity levels; he was awake far more often than even a few days ago.

He'd become rather proficient at peddling himself around the den with his sturdy forelimbs, and was doing exactly that when @Aure stepped out of the thicket to get some air, leaving the babes in the capable paws of one of their sitters. He booty-scooted along in the breeze whisked up by his mother's departure, then slammed right into something warm and fluffy, unbalancing himself and toppling over on his side with a disgruntled squeak.