Silvertip Mountain Get used to me as your mother

He did not know much, nor could he see or hear but there was another tall, brooding being above him. This was not Mother, nor was it a sibling because they were all to small. He did not like the vibrating sensation Mother had made when the other had entered, and therefore was not liking this other force. With a small cry of anger, he demanded the person to.. well, he didn't know what but he was not happy! 

Eventually, he pushed away from the brood as far as he could to reach a teat farther away. They were moving too much, and he was tired. The warm crook of Mother's belly and legs were just fine by him to slumber quietly. He did not know much but Mother was good, and was all he really needed in life. After such a wild entrance into the world. all he wanted was to be comforted and loved, not so much by everyone else because he had no sense of "like", but he wanted Mother's affection. And so would he get it.