Wheeling Gull Isle like the sand on my feet

Well, this was different, but Haoming was not one to back down from a challenge. If her mom thought she could just walk away like that and leave them in the den, she certainly had another thing going. Haoming got to her feet, and with slow puppy mobility, began to stride up to the entrance of the den. Nuwu was already there, and Luli and Xiaoqing had yet to approach the entrance, but unlike Nuwu, Haoming did not stop. 

She padded up the slope and poked her head out, then her shoulders, then her rump, and grunted as she wandered up to her mother's paws again. 

"Mmm," she hummed, looking around. The colors were so different than what Haoming was used to, puppy blue eyes squinting in the light to take in her new surroundings. Far better than the den, of course.