3) rosa

                                    

                                          
  Time passes by in a blur, my eyes had a difficult time making out objects, I could make out people if they were close enough. I finally saw miken, my mother's healer mate. He had antlers and two marks along his shoulders. He was constantly with my mother who I learned was named kelia. She had a mix of dark brown and purple hair, I guess rosa inherited the purple from her. I thought that rosa had purple hair in the story so people knew who she was and wouldn't confuse her with another character.... I guess I was wrong? I saw my father several times. He kept cuddling mother in both of his forms. When mother was nursing me, he would shift into his tiger form and lay behind her, she props herself against his side, his warmth lulled me to sleep shortly after I drank. 
I still haven't seen rosa, she apparently got to excited and ended up caching a fever. So one of my mothers other mates, whom I had yet to met or see. Was taking care of rosa. Mother commented that I had her sire's hair color. She said my hair was a deep rain-nut brown.... if I remember correctly that is a chestnut in my previous world, She also said my eyes matched. They were like dark pools that someone could drown in, that compliment came from miken. My father chuffed at him when he said that, as if agreeing with the statement.
  Mother was a bit tiffed when she heard the leopard queen also had a daughter the night I was born. That piqued my interest, was that libby, or kieira? I'll have to ask how they want to be called. I remembered the beast God calling her libby before sending us here. If she is, then I may have a chance to meet her close in the future. 
Miken seems a bit worried that I wasn't growing properly, as he claimed I wasn't crying like a normal baby would. Wondering if I was having developmental issues because I wasn't crying. Mom tried to reassuring him that every child was different, apparently some of my older brothers were also quiet. 
One night I heard a paters of little feet, I could see a girl, maybe four or five above my nest of fur, along with three cubs of different species. One was a tiger, a wolf, and a bear. My body instinctively wiggled joyfully as I see there little ears twitch. My fists making a grabby jesters. The little girl with light purple hair held out her hand, my fingers grabbed onto her pointer, she looked in wonder at me as my infant self squealed with joy. My body wiggled more. The cubs came closer, smelling me. One nuzzling into me their soft fur tickled my nose. 
My squeal woke our mom, he shifted slightly letting the kids before me get a better view.
"Hey rosa, this is tora. She's your little sister. Tora, meet your big sister rosa"
She introduced us. Then she introduced the cubs
"This is your brother diller" the wolf "this is your brother geal" the tiger "and this is your brother homet" the bear
  "Mom when can we play together?"
"I'm sorry sweetie, but you can't play with her yet, she's too young, after she is at least a year you can. She can't move around just yet. Ok?"
The litte girl nodded "ok momma"
Our mother smiled, she adjusted me again to feed as my stomach grumbled, after nursing and being burped I fell asleep once more.
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Time continues, as I try and finish my tummy time, I made baby gurgling noises as I tried talking, I got fussy when I couldn't do thing right away. My adult mind knew we could do it, but my body couldn't. I needed to learn body and motion control all over again. I meet more of my mothers other mates. I had a hard time remembering them all. I even saw a few different brothers that had already learnt to shift. But I didn't see them often as the were helping their fathers to hunt, and also trained on top of that to earn their strips. 
Our fathers were making toys for rosa and I in their down time. Some of them made from grass, or dolls whittled from blocks of wood. 
Rosa normally played outside with our brothers, when she came in she would make little clothes for her dolls out of fur scraps. Showing me her creations after making them. Her excitement never failed to bring a smile to my own. I continued to practice and one day I was finally able to turn over on my own.  Not long after, maybe a few weeks I was able to sit on my own. Then a month later I was able to stand if I was holding onto something. 
Rosa took it upon herself to teach me to walk. She gently grabbed my hands and helped me waddle across the room. My feet were ontop of hers at first as she was showing me how to step. Then after a week or so of that she started to lead me from the front. I stumbled here and there but I was soon able to toddle by myself. 
My mother and miken were there to watch my progress. My coos and squealing turned to childish babbling. Mom finally let me sleep with rosa in her room. Giving mother the much needed private time with our fathers. I could tell that moms mates were starting to get restless... I didn't want to think about it.
During our nights rosa held my much smaller hand as we fell asleep. Never letting go through the night