She awoke to find her father gone. Whenever she woke up, she tended to look around and ensure everyone was here. It was hard to tell when someone was coming or going unless she was right on top of them as she slept, and her face wrinkled as she figured out father had gone out.
The young girl moved to the mouth of the den and peeked her head out. Her mis-matched eyes blinked at the rising sun and the scent of her father going off. She jumped out of the den then, stretching, and shaking herself before standing tall...at least in her standards. She was not growing at the rate of her other siblings. No where near, in fact. She was starting to tell that she was not like the others, although Idrisa was not growing as fast as the others either.
She scratched her ear in her quiet world, and moments later she sees movement. She peeks her head over the grass to see father coming home. She grins and runs to hide in the grass nearby. She does not hear the call of her sister. She never gets to participate in calling her father daddy as he so loves.
He goes to the den and is greeted by her sister, but Archana can’t really tell from her hidden position. She waits for a moment before bursting from the grass- noisily at that, and aims to pounce on her father’s hind left leg. She could not ask for play and attention like her other siblings. She could only initiate. Perhaps she can be annoying at times due to this fault in her ears, and the fact that she can continue on unless physically reprimanded multiple times. Regardless, she continues on to attempt to pounce him and bite on him playfully.