just to keep this little dude active
Life for Frost had been just as quiet and uneventful as a pup of only one month could hope for. His parents may have disagreed, for certainly there was excitement for them of watching their little creatures open their eyes, find their legs and triple in size in just a few short weeks. But for Frost, it was all just whatever.
He'd thought it was cool for about five minutes when his sight came to him, and then it just was. He'd been alarmed and curious when his sense of hearing had come, but eventually that just was too. So far, the only real game changer that he'd been aware was a game changer had been the weaning, but those days too had just about passed and drinking his mother's milk would swiftly become a forgotten memory as meat became the new normal.
All good things, just not very significant from the littlest Whitebark's perspective. And that was perfectly fine for the peaceful boy, for now.
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