A curious leopard gembound, about as newly emerged as the one hunched over and whining, prowled in clumsy circles around the other. His purple gaze was filled with fascination.

The distressed sounds the other made had to be music, a word that the cub knew intrinsically but had never experienced. So far, he had experienced very few things at all, but the definition of music was known to him and that was enough. What was music after all but noise that was pleasant to one’s ears?

But gradually there built up an irritation. It was hard to pinpoint for the cub at first, as the whimpers were still perfectly lovely. But he paused his prowling, tilting his head at the other creature, tail flicking as he thought it over.

It didn’t feel right, for this creature to be whining for no reason at all. But it was too difficult a thought process for the cub to follow to its conclusion. Too fresh of a being was the leopard to realize exactly what he truly wanted.

He did know one thing he wanted, though. Though he liked the sounds, he hated the growing annoyance. So, sadly, the sounds would have to cease. Somehow. He hadn’t quite figured out that part yet, though he was already moving closer and closer to the other newly emerged gembound.

Soon, he was near enough that the two of them could touch if he moved any further. And- that was an idea, wasn’t it?

Touch could be soothing, he was fairly certain, though he only was aware of it in the hypothetical sense.

And that was how the leopard found himself pushing his side close to the other gembound’s side, a rumbling croon of a noise coming from the cub in an attempt at reassurance.

But it was a poor attempt, the cub having not a clue what he was doing. He was, after all, merely working with hypothetical concepts he knew but had never practiced. He just about knocked into the other's side and the croon came out more of a growl (as much as a cub could growl), which was likely to be more distressing than anything else. But, he was trying. If failing miserably.

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And here came the oldest of the children- although only by a meager day or two. It toddled on legs slightly less wobbly than before, all the while talking among themselves in quiet, determined voices.

"You step." "Now I step." "You step." "Now I step." Again and again. A clumsy marching rhythm made by two little kids still learning to share. They wobbled in zig-zags of lines, tripping or nearly tripping whenever the other twin got a little too impatient for their turn. Their wandering was aimless, however, until they spotted the other two gembound.

"YOU!" The left head crowed, "YOU! YOU! US! WE!" Elated thoughts struggling to get out past lips. The rightmost head let out a huff, eyeing the two creatures in front of it (which it instinctively knew to be dangerous, though not sure what way.) "Careful. Stay. Shush." The right head murmured, ears flicking nervously. The calves' hooves tapped against the ground erratically, with both the excitement and nervousness that shone in their gazes.

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