Noctisardor Bypass bittersweet

Couched neatly against the beige fur of Laurel's belly, the bundle of ginger barely stirred. It was as if she was still within the womb, oblivious to the change in her circumstances. The birth sac had been removed without issue and her body cleansed of any resulting mess, thanks to her mother's careful cleaning. As the summer wind came to caress her for good measure, she finally did raise her little head - grasping at tufts of mother's fur with her little goldfish mouth.