Sawtooth Spire [ birth thread :: Starborn

Welcome to the party, Mr. Universe.

As all the puppies did, the tiny starboy cried when the air kissed his nose, his shut eyes, his little frail body. It was quiet for a long while, it felt wet and warm, then everything felt new and dangerous. Blind, deaf and unable to control his own temperature, his high pitched groans filled his mother's ears. The the furs puddled with the tears, sweat and blood of her. While his senses not yet bloomed, the odors of her triumphs over childbirth, overwhelmed. These dirited furs told such a tale as well. A loving swathe of tongue curled his faint coat and he further cried, higher. Her nose touched his belly and he goraned as he was scooted to her breast. 

The scents of milk were much more appeasing thand sweat and blood, whimpering his last as he suckled diligently. Groaning contently from his warbling chest as his had his first tastes of sustance. The world didn't seem so fast anymore, and everything slowed to a degree. Much easier. 

❝ Looking for your place in the Universe?
Don't you know the Universe is looking too
Looking for its place in you

And now it's coming through
Your dream is coming true

Welcome to the party Mister Universe
We're so glad we are a part of you
Meet the rocks and flowers
The seconds and the hours
The splinters, winters, apples, chapels
Teardrops, temples, cats and castles
Anything, that you can be
The things you can and cannot see
Are Mister Universe ❞