birth

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING

Truth be told, there was far too much going on for Pasha to simply understand. The world as he knew it had changed and in time, he would not remember this instance. As it were, it was not going to take long for him to remember just how dramatically he had come into the world, or where he had been. For now, he was merely content in finding out what it was that he could do, or rather, how he knew what he could do. From hot and cold sensations running along his lumpy body, he shortly discovered that there was one particular spot that he quite liked, and that was somewhere warm.

So being nestled in with his siblings and finding that magical source of food was, well, fantastic. And within a lengthy, if not quicker period of time, the fact that he had existed anywhere else in the world did not matter — even the fact that his own brother had recently used him as a means to escape the world as they knew it slipped away from him far too easily.