Redtail Rise poetry

Woohoo!!

There was nothing.

And then, everything.

The newborn sputters and writhes, overwhelmed by the new sensations of being brought into this world, though he could only navigate it by touch and smell. All he desired was to be back where he was before. He grumbles and whines incessantly to show his discomfort. The touch of his mother and presence of his siblings alongside him soothed his budding frustration. He was blissfully unaware to the gathering of his packmates. His main goal at the moment was to find a way to fill his belly. That was all that mattered.

Finally, like the others alongside him, he seeks comfort in the warmth of his mother and latches. However, continuing to grumble now and then, as if it were instinctual.