Lenora's eyes had opened a few days ago, and though her vision was still blurry, it had improved somewhat. She was huddled in her den with her mother and sister asleep at her side. Lenora gave a soft whimper, then tried standing; it was too much, and she stumbled and flopped over onto her side. "Muh... mmph," she babbled in frustration, little legs flailing until she was able to flip over. She tried again, but it didn't seem as if she was going to be walking any time soon. With a frustrated whine, followed by a yawn, the little girl nestled back against her sister, nursed, and fell into slumber herself.
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