Blacktail Deer Plateau Bergfrue

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the unnamed wiggles against his siblings, other strange squirmy things that he cannot see nor smell nor hear but can feel. there is a soft shiver as his father's muzzle brushes butterfly wing light against his back but as soon as the touch was there and acknowledged it was gone and forgotten. his plight is simple, and once he finds a teat, he latches on and suckles until his belly is full and slumber overtakes him.