Hushed Willows My faith is shaken, but I still believe.

On the approach to his second week since @Olive delivered her litter beyond Elysium's willows, the first of her sons opened his eyes.

Sundance studied his new surroundings with quiet curiosity. The indefinable shapes that surrounded him were blurry, though he found himself able to detect that each wore a different hue. Two were at his level - one dark-furred and one who held a lighter, warmer tone - and their main provider was significantly paler.

He did his best to focus on her, lifting his head a little and cooing out in a soft cry for attention.