Arrow Lake you need to know this, it's on the test
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days had passed since the first time she'd stood, and her development, much like her brother's, was speeding along. she lagged a little behind, at times, but for the most part they struck major milestones together. she'd grown a single tooth, the rest seemingly lagging behind, and should she have had been capable of it, she would have been exceeding proud of it. it made chewing her paws a slightly more hazardous activity, and the first time she'd chomped down gleefully had ended in a yelling bout that had lasted a good hour. 

but today she would not be doing any paw chewing, for all four were set firmly on the ground beneath her. she'd done this every so often in the days following her eyes 
opening, but not in the dead of night, when her family slumbered and she stared unblinkingly and the dancing moonlight just a few tail-lengths away unblinkingly. and then it was full speed ahead—one foot, then another, and then another, and she didn't really know what she was doing or follow any sort of rhythm, and knew only that her legs were moving and so was she and to stop now would surely mean to fall down. she missed the comforting warmth of her family, but did not look back - mostly because doing so would mean that she would surely fall over. as it was, her balance was deteriorating rapidly, while her boldness was only growing. 
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The troublemaker’s mother was roosting as usual, though her back was to the green mouth of the thicket this late night. Any lingering aches of Redshank went unheeded, smothered beneath the unbridled euphoria she’d surrendered herself to in these last few days. About from the moment her children had opened their eyes, they’d begun to babble, and howl — and now teetered into their first steps, just as Isilmë was.

Smatterings of soft pawfalls had Aure’s lashes fluttering, coaxing her from mid-slumber and making her look through shadow and moonlight to find her daughter wobbling further into the thicket. A smile pealed at her scarred lips; every event since their birth had an infectious affect on the wintermade female. Careful not to disturb little Dragomir, the greenseer gently trilled, “One more step, mui dilthen maethor. You can do it, belea.”
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she heard behind at her mother's voice and instinctively turned to stare back at her. her legs got all twisted up, and her reflexes, lacking severely, failed to compensate. she tumbled to the ground in a mess of limbs, hard enough to have a pup cry out. she was silent for a moment, and then she yelled. short, clipped, and angry, and already she spasmed her legs as she tried to untangle herself and continue on her great journey further into her little world. 

a moment, two, and then she was up again. with greater confidence, this time, seeing as it was not the first. she charged toward the edge of the thicket, and unstopped, she'd surely walk directly into the thick underbrush surrounding the family. 
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lame post im sry
just assume she ran at the speed of light


Her own reflexes, shrouded in a light haze of sleep, were slow to compensate for her realization; after her daughter had stumbled and subsequently started again, Isi, without further ado, bumbled her babbly way towards the spring growth of the thicket. By the time Aure had (ever-so gently) pried herself from the sleeping Dragomir, Isilmë was already toeing the green.

But the mother rose and promptly swooped down upon her daughter, curving her neck about the wobbly chest in order to coax her in the opposite direction — as well as to stop her rampage in the most gently-firm way as possible.