Dragoncrest Cliffs I am the cosmos

Her first few hours were a cozy blur of sleep and warm milk. Too worn out from arriving here, she did not begin to put up any fuss or even move her whole self all too much until at this most recent rearranging of pups. Opalia was keeping it to a minimum even then, and when she started to get the urge to feel around a bit and "stretch her legs", a bigger need took over and said, no, drink up!! instead. So, she did.. wait.. she tried to.

She wobbled her head around looking for teat and instead bumped into nothing except the dirt floor or the open air space--which was a strange sensation to behold still. Beside her meant siblings, as she just tested out to go headbutting her way into Sequoia's rump, and not really any food; not even close, so she kept searching, which meant scooting herself all up all over her sister's business then.