Northstar Vale if it be willed

It was time for them to see the world. 

Through the great efforts of Tamar, Antigone was the first. He felt his world shift drastically before he was met with the soothing touch of his mother. She tucked him close to her. A mixture of warmth and cold. That touch of air had never been known. The world heavy with the fall of rain on the trees. 

All was dark for the pup. He shuddered and pushed a weak arm out. Until his mother had cleaned him, there would be little that he could manage. Remnants of his former habitat clung to him protectively. Antigone squirmed against the unfamiliarity of it, shocked. His body needed something and he was not sure how to get it.