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I may post intermittently but feel free to skip me and PP Cygnet being handled.

 

Cygnet’s bawling stopped when she felt the repetitive (almost hypnotic) beat of movement carrying her somewhere. Blood dripped from the stub where her tail used to be. The only warmth she got was from the heaving of Mae’s breath- but it was enough to keep her from succumbing to shock completely.

She wobbled when she was placed on the ground, severely dizzy from all the movement within moments of her birth. Her head moved in small circles and she trembled violently. Smacking her lips together, she uttered a small whine.

Warmth came within seconds, but still she shivered and wobbled. Confused and needy, she uttered soft chuffs, weakened too much to properly protest or cry out.