Hushed Willows sect;heat;helium;lead;bare;state;invention;medieval;

dated sometime this weekend idk

ever find yourself staring into the sun on a cloudless day, and regret it immediately?

yeah, that was the sensation that cam found himself tackling this fine afternoon. he'd woken from nap number seven of the day (so far) only to find himself accosted by light. having fallen asleep with his butt nestled against his mum's belly, he was facing the mouth of the den, and the golden rays that—well, some would consider it a lovely glow. some with functioning eyesight, that was.

as it was, having never seen something like this before—or, in fact, anything at all—the rays were less a glow and more like javelins hurtled from the sky, straight into his face. and god, was it unpleasant!

cam squeezed his lids shut, letting out a pathetic wail. grublike, he wiggled to face the big dark body behind him, burying his face in the downy fur there. there was a noise from above (lily was laughing ruefully at his plight) and that made it worse, his hearing having developed over the past day or two as well.

so, javelins of light and now rumbles of deafening thunder above him. was this hell? yes, yeah, this was hell.

Khali hadnt really interacted with the pups as he had more responsibilities outside of the den because Lily needed to be with the pups for the time being almost every second. Today was an unsually slow day and so he made his way into the den carefully to drop a fish at Lily’s paws, breakfast for her and he got to peak at his children for a while before going back to his duties.

Cam had been especially roused this morning by the rays of light that shined through the entrance of the den. Khali chuckled a bit with Lily and then went to inspect his children, all were doing so good so far and he was proud of Lily for how well she was caring for them.

suddenly, the light wasn't so bright anymore. parts of it were, but most of it was blocked by this big, fuzzy dark blob before him. gawping, cam lifted his little head and squinted dubiously up, his blue eyes narrowed to slits. with clumsy, squirming steps, he crawled toward the big shadow-thing, wondering if it was like mum-shadow or if it was different, somehow.

oof. he bumped into a tall, solid thing (a foreleg, he'd later discover) squishing his already-squished nose against the solid length of bone and muscle. he snuffled indignantly, starting to blubber over his fate. now everything seemed really dark, and he didn't know whether he liked that more or less than the blinding light.

he closed his eyelids—what an odd thing to say, much less do—and it was very very dark; opened them again and not so dark. he did this a few times, before opening them wide and staring high at shadow-thing.

now that it wasn't so terribly bright, he found the golden-cream, the soft, silken texture of fur. fur like mum-shadow! it occurred to him that perhaps these things were one and the same, and he moved to turn, an action that invariably took a small eternity with his chubby puppy body. he blinked at mum-shadow, and she was very dark! very dark, and he looked down, and he was dark—

and there was a bright blob and a golden blob by mum-shadow, probably his little squirmy pillow-friends, and wow oh my goodness things were all of a sudden very different. no more formless void for cam; there was, there simply was, and it was marvelous!

Cam had stumbled forward into his foreleg, a small rumbled chuckle had left his throat. Khali loved to see his children growing so quick and getting to know the world as it was. The small pup was looking around as if it was his first time ever seeing anything which it was. His eyes were taking in so much at one time it was pure amazing in Khalis own eyes. The way Cam has finally discovered that everything isn’t just black. 

Finally Khali wretched down to nudged the small pup up on his feet again. He wanted to see him take strong steps on his feet, khali knew that if he took a couple of stronger steps then he could walk a bit further each time. Hope grew in his heart that the pups would all be able to walk strong in due time. They would be able to start learning more about the world and what they are interested in.

an insistent prodding broke him out of this newfound revelation that things existed in more than one way, and he let out a little squeak, indignant. it continued, though, with no signs of ceasing, focused around his stubby legs. cam snuffled and wobbled a bit, then rose oh-so-slowly on his paws, taking one teetering step, then two—

and then promptly lurched sideways and fell back down, rolling onto his back. he squealed, moving his tiny feet frantically, buglike and pathetic.

this was not good at all. no, this was not good. he would stick to crawling, from now on. walking was for the birds, and shadow-thing would just have to deal with it.

in the corner of the den, mum-shadow giggled, eyes flashing to khali to see if he'd further handle the situation.