Quote:June 1st, 2021
Aweho, you find a big puddle and can't resist playing in it!
Aweho got bolder as the days ticked by. And they ticked by fast. Because exploring outside of the den took a lot of energy -- squinting, climbing, walking, making noise. And he got hungry so much; it was a lot of back and forth. The light wasn't really hurting his eyes so much anymore and the sounds became less overwhelming. That made it so much easier to explore before he went back to pass out for the rest of the day. There was much more room to play outside of the den, too, which was the very, very best part, even if his siblings seemed less interested than him.
On this particular excursion, he poked around the furthest he'd gone so far (which, for an adult, wasn't saying much), drawn by a new smell. Something extra earthy, kind of musty. It made his nose wrinkle and his brain fire. A thin crack in the ceiling of the cave had let down drip, drip, drips of water right into a slight divet in the floor. A puddle had formed sometime overnight. A perfect puppy puddle. Aweho lowered down to his belly, neck stretched out, ears folded back. He gave it a sniff. It smelled cold like the cave. A droplet from above plopped into the tiny pool and he jumped straight up into the air, startled. Scuttling back, he watched the ripples, hackles up. But the puddle didn't do anything. And eventually the ripples stopped.
Was it...safe? His lips drew back into a tight smile-look as he shuffled forward again and touched his nose to the pool, then drew back again. It left his nose a little chilly and extra wet. But nothing happened. Then he reached out a paw. Same thing. He stretched both paws into the puddle. And then all four paws. The water barely crested his big paws. For a long moment, he just stood there, tense, still waiting for something to happen. And when nothing did, all that tense energy exploded into excitement. The pup began to bounce in the puddle completely dousing himself in water as it splashed up over him.