Blacktail Deer Plateau Bergfrue

Birth wasn’t expected- not when she existed in a literal paradise. Hunger and thirst were strangers to her yet, as were cold and discomfort. The only indication of change were the contractions which shoved her against her siblings. She had no voice to protest with- that is, until she was squeezed through a narrow passage and out into an atmosphere which was much colder. 

Swiftly, she found warmth- and food. The hungry girl supped at her mother’s tear, deaf to the voices that spoke over her, keen only to wrestle a prime spot for feeding for herself.