Moonspear And two left feet, you know I always drop

Jun. 1st

Mother was gone, for now... father was there but she paid no mind. Mira had grown increasingly curious about the world beyond the den. She was on her feet, and there was more to see... even with one eye swollen shut. Still the other shone cold, and she carried herself to the entrance, peeking out with her limited vision. There was nothing much of interest, but the scents that occupied the world were intriguing, and her dark nose wiggled in response.