Silvertip Mountain hello from this side

Adeline was adaptable. But one thing that would never change was her inherent need to be on top, and it was so even then. She was quiet when happy, and loud when not. And that was the way of things. There would be no uproar so long as she was pleased... and once settled on top of her little sister, and perhaps her other older brother, she was just that, suckling happily away. She knew nothing of disliking others, and so certainly didn't dislike her brother for causing offense. Adeline was only aware of herself, and vaguely aware of others. Just as she did not know her limits, she did not know theirs. Adeline knew she did not like to be heckled, and did not perceive what she did to be exactly that to her brother. It was her world, as Adeline perceived it... they all simply lived in it. Adeline hadn't the knowledge to know that mother was a being that sustained; all that was were simply things to her.