Greatwater Lake all cats are gray at night

sorry, just saw this :)

Miho had grown accustomed to being rolled this way and that, whether it was by her mother or her active siblings. The squirming warmth that surrounded her day in and day out only seemed to grow more restless as the days passed. The strength of what she would soon understand to be her siblings grew quickly, blessed by hearty genes and a supportive environment. Mother was never too far from her brood. The child stretched herself amongst the others, making note of the large visual that leered overhead. Vision was a new phenomena for the girl and so she stared for a long while at her mother, trying to figure out what exactly she was looking at between the blurred greyness.