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Baldr felt that something was happening, but could do little to effect his fortune. Even his reactions were slow and sluggish, until compression caused him to go very still, and then writhe and squirm as soon as he was released. He felt cool air creep into his damp pelt, and felt pushed from side to side until he opened his mouth and coughed, sucking in breaths of air for the first time. His face was brushed with something soft and warm, and when he moved, he felt no resistance. 

Nudged forward, his face became pressed into something furry and soft, and instinct cued him to smack his lips together as he nuzzled through the fur until he found what he was looking for. He lost his latch several times, but when he found it, he suckled, and fed hungrily. He would fall asleep there at his mother's side, breathing soft little breaths and snoring faintly at the end of his first day of life.