Northstar Vale Sunburst

hakon drawls in his first breath as his mother's tongue cleans away the birthing sac and lets it out in a low wail that was tell-tale of his health. it was mighty, for one so small, but it was felt to him through the vibration of his throat; unheard to deaf ears. he squeaks and squawks until he finds a teat and beguns to suckle hungrily.

with his belly full of warm, sweet mothersmilk and the excitment of being born wearing off, he is quickly lulled to sleep.