It was really early...like really-really early, but her blue eyes peered open when the temperature shifted slightly. She lifted her head subtly, watching Mama as she stalked out of the den. Peering around her, she noticed her siblings sleeping soundly, and Discordia grew excited. We get Mama to ourselves today. She had to mind her excitement as she stepped carefully around her siblings. The pie-bal girl sank close to the ground. She wasn't great at pouncing, but she was getting better. Much to her dismay as she exited the den at a crawk mother had gotten much further away.
A soft mental pinch caused her to growl softly as she sprinted, as much sprinting as her legs chose to allow, trying to catch up to Mama. She hadn't had a chance at surprising the woman, but she would make the best of it. As she got just in range, Discordia leaped up, snapping at Mama's tail before landing with a soft thud, attempting to weave in between Mama's legs. Mama, we come too! she demanded, her ears slightly folded and tail lowered slightly. I mean, pwease. We come to? She didn't wanna anger Mama; it was her first real alone time, and she didn't want to be sent back home already.

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