Sun Mote Copse A Child Has Been Born into the World

The large thing did not move again for a long time, and Elohim slipped into sleep. Occasionally he would feel the touch of the large thing, but it was never unpleasant. He felt the movements of the one beside him, but did not kick it anymore. His dreaming was interrupted as the large thing did move and he gave a loud squeak of protest. It settled on the opposite side of where it had been and he wriggled in distaste, wanting the warm to come back.

The large thing was stiff, tense, and he disliked this as well. This world was full of things that brought bad feelings and he was finding many new things to dislike. The large thing made happy rumblings in it's chest causing him to create some squeaks of his own. Then, finally, it was back where it had started. He reached again for the warm good smell and began to nurse. The large thing touched him once and rumbled, but continued to rumble for sometime. He remembered this from before, and found himself slipping away to sleep once more.