Redtail Rise bon-bon

Awareness and cognizance would develop in the days to come. Presently, there were only instincts to guide the wolf cub as her mother pushed her from womb to wilderness.

The midwife clipped the birth sac and quickly dried and warmed her. The newborn grunted and squirmed a bit at all the new and strange sensations, her tiny legs kicking out of pure reflex.

As she breathed air for the first time, scents flooded her nose. Only one triggered her in any particular way, prompting the pup’s mouth to form an “o” as she sought something to suckle, to sustain.