The Sentinels Tiny Blessings Gilded in Black and White

warmth surrounded her, and she only knew peace. although her forming consciousness did not remember her past lives, this time of rebirth was a balm on her old soul. she only knew peace.

until an earthquake shattered this meditative world, and she kicked out  and squalled in a tiny kind of indignation. but only briefly, for she found herself suddenly on a hard and cold surface - not that she understood these quantifiers, nor that they were so only in comparison to where she had been for the last few months.

this change stunned her into silence, and for a moment she did not move. but then something warm and comforting caressed her little body, cleaning her and reassuring her. instinct then seemed to kick in, and the little black body wriggled toward the much larger body and sought out a teat to begin feeding.