Redtail Rise basshunter

ancelin blinked into a new sentience that morning. the sunlight that touched the opening of the den stung his eyes. he inhaled and shut them, parting his lids more slowly a second later. this time his fresh and hazy baby blues did not feel as if they were going to be burnt out of his skull with a laser of rough sunlight.
"pa'aahh," he said softly on the end of a yawn, raising his chubby hinds and toddling slowly toward the sunbeam that beckoned.