Bearclaw Valley [M] Blood, Sweat & Tears

I have no idea what I'm doing!

Whoever said birth was a beautiful thing is a goddamn liar or blind and deaf.  Possibly both.  Birth was a horrifying ordeal filled with shrieks, screams, and nasty bodily fluids.  Gross-tastic. And if being gross wasn't enough, the act of being born utterly terrifying.  Her entire perception of the world had changed as the second-born found herself on the cold ground with a wet plop.  She breathed, and even that terrifyingly new.  

But luckily for Sesi, being the incoherent little lump of fur she was, she was absolutely shameless.  She faced the world with unabashed curiosity, and though she couldn't see or hear, she had begun to squirm her way through the den in exploration. Instinct took hold as she tried to squirm in the direction of her mother, but somehow she had gotten herself flipped and had begun to squirm in the opposite direction of her mother's cleaning licks and towards the den's exit, like the little explorer she was.