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Gentle jostling roused Grub from sleep. She stirred slightly, lids slowly parting. Her eyes had opened a few days back, though her vision remained fuzzy at best. She peered around the den now, trying and failing to focus on the various dim objects. Some of them moved, which of course snagged her attention. There were noises too, though Grub only barely registered them; her ear canals wouldn't open properly for some days yet.

She wasn't hungry, so it was tempting to close her eyes again and drift back to sleep. Instead, Grub rolled onto her belly and let her chin sink to her paws as she silently observed the blurry goings-on inside the den.