08-12-2018, 01:29 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia;"]♡ — Being as young as she was, Eobshin had no clue what was being said to her. Her eyes had traveled to the first creature that had approached her, eyes wide and beady and only half-focused. She let out a soft noise in reply to the words said to her, more a soft, unhappy whine than anything. She was still hungry and cold, wanting attention and safety to be provided to her in order for her to secure a meal and a place to rest. Hunting was hard, and she couldn't grasp it yet, so she needed someone else to do it for her.
Before she could fully process what was going on, many more bodies were moving around her, all making noises in different tones and with different inflection, and she tilted her head as she tried to make sense of it all. Why were they so noisy? She didn't get it, and only curled herself up tighter as they looked at her.
Suddenly, there was sand strewn about as a large creature pulled herself over her. Eobshin, unaware of the danger she was in, startled at the feeling of feathers brushing against her. It was then, tickled by them, that she let out a mix of a gurgle and a giggle, moving out of the protective ball she had turned herself into to pull back a little bit from the wings, only moving herself further underneath the maned wolf. Pleased with this development, she looked up at the creature protecting her, and she figured that this must be what her parent was. She wondered if she actually looked like her, too. She didn't think so, but she couldn't be too sure. After all, she wasn't sure of much yet in general.
Before she could fully process what was going on, many more bodies were moving around her, all making noises in different tones and with different inflection, and she tilted her head as she tried to make sense of it all. Why were they so noisy? She didn't get it, and only curled herself up tighter as they looked at her.
Suddenly, there was sand strewn about as a large creature pulled herself over her. Eobshin, unaware of the danger she was in, startled at the feeling of feathers brushing against her. It was then, tickled by them, that she let out a mix of a gurgle and a giggle, moving out of the protective ball she had turned herself into to pull back a little bit from the wings, only moving herself further underneath the maned wolf. Pleased with this development, she looked up at the creature protecting her, and she figured that this must be what her parent was. She wondered if she actually looked like her, too. She didn't think so, but she couldn't be too sure. After all, she wasn't sure of much yet in general.