You Are Loved

Comfort, warmth, contentment; These where all profound parts of her existence. There was mischief too, of course. She tickled the sides of her cave, she stretched at impromptu times, and made herself generally known to a world she didn't even know existed. When her world changed, she protested, struggling and moving, pushing through until she found the light. Here, she was shocked with the sudden cold and light and air of the world around here. Everything was real and strong even to her undeveloped senses. She opened her mouth and cried out, her lungs strong and sure as she cried her discontentment.

When the feeling of something rough brushed through her fur she fell silent, confused as she wondered what was happening around her. When she placed next to something warm and caught the delicious scent of milk she nuzzled and moved and put herself into position to drink from it, until her little round belly was full.