Moonspear Trails of the Stars

making some assumptions, nudge me if i'm wrong

in the short days since his birth, the soot cloaked child had not known much other than the touch of those near to him and the taste of mother's milk. he identified those whom he shared a space with by the faint scents he could distinguish and the gentle nudges he would receive. there was the warmth of his mother, her presence a constant comfort. with him also was the support of another who often tended to him when his mother was absent for short periods of time. and then there was the peer in a similar sized body as he, who he often suckled on like a child and their thumb when within close proximity of each other. 

today he was kept close to the company of his mother, and snuggled into her chest while she gaze down at him. he was oblivious to the admiration and love she felt for him, but would soon grow in such affection greatly. for now though he simply cooed and wiggled about, content in the simple life he knew.