Northstar Vale I wake up in the night to watch you breathe.

Things began to shift around her, which wasn't necessarily alarming at first; it wasn't until she she felt the wall of warmth in front of her disappear that she really realized things were suddenly different. She had been packed tightly and contently in her dark, warm world, ad now she felt strangely exposed. And before she could try and adjust to this change, an invisible force was pulling her forward. She had no way of stopping herself from going with this strange force, nor did she really try; she just let herself be moved and eventually dropped onto a surface that had neither the softness nor the warmth that she was accustomed to. 

She wriggled against the fleshy walls as they were pulled from around her, and she issued a tiny squeak. The sound soon died off as something warm cleaned her and pulled her yet again. So much had changed already, and she might have weakly protested this change had she not been abruptly distracted by the scent of something sweet. She somehow knew whatever smelled so lovely would also offer her the contentment that had been stolen from her just moments ago. Arielle rooted around, her velvety, pink nose brushing against her mother's belly with purpose. And when she finally found what she was searching for, she latched on and drank in the rich, warm liquid. She drank until her belly was full. And then she moved her nose through something soft, the smell filling her with the knowledge that she was safe.

She burrowed deeper into the softness, stopping only when she fell into a peaceful slumber, her tiny paw held against her mother's side as if she was hugging her and her face buried in the soft fur there.