5 hours ago
C’eghaan is content to lay with mother, to rest with siblings, warm at her belly and know nothing else. He tries to be first to all! First to nursing, first to open sky eyes, first to cry and waddle around.
Oh, but brother has beat him this time!
His little head turns to watch dark brother make haste on four unsteady legs. Indignation swells! With urgency, he cries, huffs, and his footprints follow after. Where does he go? Why did he leave? He falters at times before he gains a rhythm, walks on stout limbs after brother.
Cold breeze hits as he meets up with dark brother, huffing as he runs into sibling. Infant eyes take in the light and C’eghaan wants more. The wind chills him but the brightness dancing off snow warms his cheeks. He yips, as if to say: follow me, follow me.
Oh, but brother has beat him this time!
His little head turns to watch dark brother make haste on four unsteady legs. Indignation swells! With urgency, he cries, huffs, and his footprints follow after. Where does he go? Why did he leave? He falters at times before he gains a rhythm, walks on stout limbs after brother.
Cold breeze hits as he meets up with dark brother, huffing as he runs into sibling. Infant eyes take in the light and C’eghaan wants more. The wind chills him but the brightness dancing off snow warms his cheeks. He yips, as if to say: follow me, follow me.