Wheeling Gull Isle he has risen

sentience came with his first breath, and the seabird was alive. he rolled from his mother's womb into the cool embrace of salt-laden stone, was released from his amniotic cage, and nestled against ruo's side. instincts pushed him to suckle, which he did, mewling happily as he kneaded through her fur. 

he couldn't hear anything, nor could he smell or see, but the seabird felt the faint sting of wind brought in from outside. after having his fill, the child fell from the teat and cocooned within the fur lining ruo's chest.