Bearclaw Valley you are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down
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oops henlo. cameo, only post
 
You know, Marten couldn't see or hear all that well yet. At least, not in the milk-potato body his soul had been saddled with for the near future. The uproar in Annasiak's den went unnoticed by the tiny boy, his lips fastened to his mother's teat.

Mmmmmm. That was really all that mattered, in this moment--to him.

He gurgled with satisfaction, only to be tossed aside as a blow from @Nunataq's surprisingly powerful foreleg sent him rolling away. Well, hmmmph. That was rude. Squealing, he went to grab the nipple once more but found he was shut out, his sisters blocking his access.

With a loud sigh of protest, sounding almost too old for his age, Marten slumped down, into the warmth of his mother's belly, falling back into the drowsy, dreamy doze only newborns could enjoy.
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RE: you are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down - by Marten - April 11, 2018, 08:53 PM