Haunted Wood I want a million likes

she was ready to enter the world and any delay resulted in her to kick, kick, kick. eventually it seemed mother nature got the cue and soon enough the pains of labor began to guide her into her new life. it wasn't fun to say the least. cold, damp, and hungry, she let out furious squeals of retaliation once prodded. mother did well to scoot her near to a teat, quickly hushing the inky newborn as milk dribbled down the side of her mouth. 

soon she was joined by another, though paid little mind to them. she knew only the warmth and milk that she craved, and drank her fill until she eventually passed out like that of a drunkard.