Moonspear ignivik ¦

Adrift in the void, all Saviguk knew was bliss and warmth. The presence of his sister, @Sialuk, had gone largely ignored. Yet even on some deep, instinctual level his young mind could not comprehend, the cherub sensed he was not alone. Swaddled in the safety of his mother's body, his existence was comparable to being gently lulled by a calm ocean.

Then a ripple, faint first. And another and another, stronger than the last. Until suddenly he was tossed into a swirling surge, pulling him down, down. His little heart fluttered, he panicked. What was this?! No, no, no! I don't want to go, don't take me! He would have wailed, would have summoned into thought. Unable to fight against the impossible force that tore all he knew apart, Saviguk came careening into the world.

The landing was not nearly as bad as he thought it might have been. He flopped down onto something soft, but decidedly cold and wet. A horrid shiver wracked his tiny, temporarily oil black body. He didn't like this, no not one bit! Tiny mouth opening to draw the first life giving breath, his strong vocals clenched as he released a mewling cry. But salvation! In a form of a new sort of warmth. Soft and gentle, encompassing him entirely. This, he liked. Scooted up close against his dear mother's breast, the cinna-bun boy nestled into the warm tendrils of her ivory fur. There he found a teat, the wonderful, oh so soothing flood of milk filling his tummy. Beside him, was @Sialuk, whom he leaned into instinctively, falling asleep, while peace reigned once more.