[PRP] watchful eyes

[KasaiLoki]

Mgbamizu was in a happy place. Isithunzi had given birth to beautiful children, and already they seemed to be growing like weeds! He wished for them to stop, so he could enjoy the moments he had with them while they were little.

Today, he found himself keeping an extra watchful eye on one of his daughters. She had the hair of his sister, which wasn't the only factor the made her a bit different from the rest of her siblings. Her eyes didn't work. It was obvious when the female had first started bumping into things from a young age. From there, the chocolate male watched her carefully, making sure she wouldn't get hurt.

"Jabulsile," Mgs called out to his daughter. "What are you doing?"  

[Lightning Shadow X]

Jabulisile was the odd one out of the litter. A big litter too. But her 'disability' had put her at odds with the environment more than anything. She'd gotten much better with it certainly and her mother was more gentle pawed about keeping her out of trouble unless it was particularly serious - like the time she'd almost fallen into a tiny crack that might not have caused much fuss for an adult...but for a cub? Maybe a bit too much.

Her father's words made her perk up from playing with...well she didn't know but it felt hard and long. Probably a twig. Upon standing up and hearing the snap her pale eyes blinked. Definitely a twig and she carefully shambled over the the same big smile she always had.

"I'm playing, daddy!" She stopped as her whiskers brushed an object and she backed up into another with a slight snicker. 'Looking' around as she sniffed the air and eventually made her way to him after a few trips and slips. "Mommy says it's good to practice with my nose."

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[KasaiLoki]

Lightning Shadow X

Mgbamizu watched as his daughter played, nodding to blank eyes as he listened to her. Never would he had thought he would have a child that could not see, and although he had spoken with some members of the pride that lacked sight as well, he still felt nervous when it came to his own kin. After all, they were his legacy, and the one to carry his blood once he was gone from this world.

"Your mother is right." Isithunzi was a smart one. He was thankful for how the events played out that had brought them together, tore them apart, only to be brought together as mates later in life.

"Why don't we go test your nose a bit. I'll take you somewhere, and you figure out where we are, or what is around you?" That would help Jabulsile learn the pride as well.