Blackfeather Woods We have waited long for the [M]aster's song and it's time to join in the chorus...

At first, the eldest sister was calm. Floating in a sack that was settled somewhere in a moving, breathing something with no thoughts of getting out. It was warm here - pleasant with her siblings near enough to touch if she so wanted to. But life, though it gave her much, took away this safety net as the world she knew started crumbling down. Sliding ever so gently (even if that could not be felt) out of her mother, she was confused to say the least. Something big was missing - someone she needed, though Koume did not know who. When the sack that prevented her from breathing disappeared, she gasped for air with some yips and yups and general cute puppy noises.

It was cold out here, but mother was sure to bring her inside before she got sick or anything. At least, Koume thought this was inside. She nestled herself against her mother lovingly, sucking softly on a teat she had found to fill her belly. Long would she stay awake - the thought of having lost someone important vaguely present within her small mind.