Swiftcurrent Creek Together we're lost in a dream.

The world had been rather, well, dull so far, and this sudden change in sensations was quite overwhelming!  Movements were much clearer here, there were scents -- there were those that must have been his family but every once and a while there was a whiff of an overwhelming number coming from somewhere else, faint and frightening -- there was a surface beneath him that didn't give way to wiggles, and let's not forget the comparative cold.  Why would anyone want to be here? It was awful and he was helpless, his instincts cried!

As soon as he was able, he roared like the mighty beast he was, expressing his great displeasure that the world was no longer so comfortably snug, warm, and weightless. But really, it was just a series of tiny squeaks as he was cleaned, poked and prodded, then ushered to his mother's side, accidentally jabbing at one of his older brothers with an uncontrollable paw before properly orienting himself.  It was all so very confusing in this blind new world but Akatosh finally quieted when he at last had milk to pacify his complaints.