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Etienne was 7 weeks old now. Completely weaned from his mother, and often to be seen tumbling outside the den. They hadn't moved anywhere, yet. And though he was small, he was curious. He was a quiet introspective boy. Loud noises hurt his ears. But he loved the feel of vibrations. He could feel them all.

It was with this he was walking. Long gangly legs lifted up to high for the ground. Staring down. He could feel the vibrations in the ground, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. He loved to listen to his families vibrations. He understood some of their words, but the words were so broken and mashed together inside his brain, he couldn't really make hides nor tails of it. Creole, French, common. Instead he focused on the vibrations if they were loud or deep, high and sing song like his mom, or low and soothing like Granme @Erzulie, or high and then low, dipping and rolling like Granme @Rosalyn who reminded him of the sea.