Lilith

Backdated to the 27th of February! Sorry this was late! I had no interwebz x.x A strange thing happened that day. She was happily shuffling around, pushing herself from her brother to her mother, occasionally nursing before drifting off into sleep. This time, when she woke from her slumber, a bright light filled her head, she screamed as the pain seared in her head and she shot backwards, tumbling around over Seva and landing with a plop on her rump. Blue orbs shone from her skull as the strangest images filled her head, what were these things? What was all this? She whimpered as she pawed at her cranium in agony and woe. The two-toned female cried as she closed her eyes, trying to make the pain and the pictures go away, she pushed herself towards the large form that she knew was her mother and began to nurse in comfort, opening her eyes she recognized the fur in front of her and being black, and she lifted her head upwards and saw that the large black blob that terrified her so was mother. This would be rather frustrating to comprehend for a while...

The boy slept with such innocence. His eyes were shut and his body was still. His fur was thin and dark with white that spread across his lips like a cheesy grin. He was awoken here and there by his sibling, who would just not go to sleep. He was constantly sleepy and he wasn't the most cheeky pup. He was a grumpy one at that, but obviously he was not bad. The boy heard a plop that was his sister and lifted his large head. His limbs were to big for his body. He tilted his head and stared at his as she whimpered. The boy had already opened his eyes a day ago, everything was still fuzzy but their mum told him everything would be okay. His purple and green eyes were glossy and not use to such use. He focused in on his dual colored sibling with a tiny smile. Seva got up slowly and wobbily. His paws took him to his sister as he swatted at her. He then tried to jump and tackle her, not really noticing her agony, nor did he really care. He laughed softly and tried to tackle her again. He was playful but often much to rough. "Speech"