Moonspear our love belongs to the earth, our hearts to the stars

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he was the first to slip from the loins of his mother, though he did not know it. as it was, he was insensate to the world around him save for the cold -- cold he was innately aware of and it drove him to wrestle with quiet mewls.

where his mother's strength had been drained by her harrowing efforts, his had only begun to stir -- working his mouth in a feeble yawn he set forth a small paw and turned it skyward, four small digits briefly stretched out in a wanting gesture. he nestled close to the warmth of his siblings and the loving embrace of his mother, burying his head into the perceived warmth with a greedy vigor.