I need a hero
01-29-2014, 07:35 PM
Her eyes did not see and her ears did not hear, yet Warja experienced the world around her. Her first impression was that everything was far too big. Gone were the comfortable walls around her, gone was the liquid that cushioned her and the biggest change, the one that concerned her the most, was that all the warmth had disappeared in one big gush. She responded to the unpleasant changes as any wolf would. The newborn squealed, putting her newly cleared lungs to their first test. A liquid ran and bubbled from her nose and with each breath her voice grew louder, clearer. The indignation in each thin wail was apparent. How dare you disturb me?
