Whoa. This new world is bright.
She clenches her eyes shut, returning to the safety of the darkness she had only known since, wholly unaccustomed to such irritating illumination. It really is quite displeasing, she notes to herself, vowing to never open her eyes again.
Her glossy wet pelt ripples and she realizes it gets worse.
It’s freaking cold!
She snorts in full disapproval, desperately yearning for the warm hug she had known only moments earlier. Luckily, the snout of something begins to brush and clean her soon after and she finds herself leaning into the warmth. “Mama?” she whimpers, with nothing more than instinct teaching her the cry. She continues to lean into the larger shape, but soon, her curiosity overcomes her prior vow and she sneaks a peek through narrow eyelids.
Whoa, this mama creature is huge!
She grumpily expands her eyelids a little further, enough to take in both the large figure cleaning her and the other smaller form whose scent she knew quite well. Sending a bleating whinny of happiness to her twin sister, she struggles to follow their lead onto wobbly stilt-like legs. “Mama,” she repeats again, though with far less fear and far more gratefulness.
Sniffing, she suddenly smells the sweet scent of something or other from Mama’s belly. She looks over, spying her slightly older sister already hungrily eating. Not to be left out, she wobbles over and latches on hungrily.
Well, the bright light situation certainly sucks, but the sustenance tastes far more delicious. Marigny could deal with that trade-off.
(sorry for the delay!!
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