Whitefish River That just happened

She was pushed into the world, out of the comfort of the warm, safe womb of her toiling Mother.
She immediately screamed for attention when her Mother's loving tongue worked over her body to keep her warm and to make her breathe for herself.

And breathe she did.
Taking deep inhales after each scream, the sensation the only recognizable feeling she had at the time. No sights, sounds or smells.
Only that harsh tongue making her scream pitifully until she was finally shushed by a teat being mushed into her face.
She latched on, the sweet, tangy flavour flooding her mouth.
Soon enough, another wriggling form was shoved beside her, warmth being caressed into her tiny, bean body as she suckled.

Soon enough, after she'd drank her fill until milk was practically pouring from her mouth as she burped, shuffling with her back legs closer to whatever body of warmth she could feel.
And then, so soon after her mind became alive with sensations, it was dark and quiet again as she fell asleep, undisturbed further.