As the adult kangaroos nubble on the grass, you decide to expore on your own, get used to your new body; but when you try to extract yourself from the pouch, your "mother" pushes you back in.
"You're too young to be hopping around on your own, little one." she says, pushing you back inside her pouch.
So you've confined to a pouch for the time being. This isn't so bad, you decide. Her pouch is snug and comfy. *Is this supposed to be some sort of punishment?* you think with a chuckle as you poke your big feet out and snuggle down.