Whitebark Stream i lose my balance

@Alsek maybe? Their eyes aren't open yet, fyi.

Pele's primary sense was still touch. Eyes and ears were still closed, and her nose wasn’t quite working at one-hundred percent yet. But she could feel many things: her mother’s body, an almost-constant presence; the soft floor of the padded den beneath her; and… a wriggling, squirming thing that was constantly fighting her for food. Whatever this parasite was, it was a persistent little devil, but Pele was patient. If a baby can even be patient. Whenever it stole her particular teat, she simply moved to another one on her mother’s body. There was plenty to go around, yet the parasite’s job in their blind, deaf lives seemed to be to find whichever teat Pele was getting her milk from and take it by any means necessary. Pele had learned very early on that it was much easier to simply move than it was to fight the parasite for her territory. And this laid-back attitude would be something she would be carrying with her into the future.