4/22/2025, 2:22 AM
note; current age 1.5 months
The world had been as his parents dictated already ─ something to be sheltered from. But as his motor skills grew better, he wanted to know what this big wide world was about. So the eldest son would clamber to his feet, unraveling from the pile of brothers and sisters and bravely stamp his way out toward the dens maw, toward the bright light that filtered through and as he approached it he squinted unappreciative of this blinding light, it always hurt his eyes.
Dark ears would pivot, tipping back bitterly as he gave a disapproving huff looking over his shoulder to the pile of siblings. It was far more tempting to curl back up and forget about it, back to mom and dad, back to comfort and warmth.
But he was determined and as the oldest he had to lead the way. So Monty stepped just outside of the dens gaping maw, blinked into the sun, plopped his butt down and scowled at the world.
Turns out it wasn't as great as he thought it would be.
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