Moonspear liquid light

Orca slept quite well after her latest feast, only to quite suddenly be awoken. Jostled to wakefulness, Orca's note of protest transformed into a yAARP? of confusion. Something was different! What was it? Orca could not see very well, but Seal presented like a smear on the lens of her glasses.

She thought the only thing to do was to rub it off, maybe. So she pushed her head into her sister, and when darkness was present again she let out a satisfied huff. Of course, sitting in this position for too long dried out her eyeballs, and her father, in the nick of time, nosed her. Like a rolly polly, Orca lay there on her back.

The world was bright again! AAAAAAAAA! she rioted, even if this felt far better than fur in her eyes.