MAKE A WISH UPON A STAR

*Sigmarr* · 03-28-2014, 06:33 PM

He would not be moved! The dark, the quiet that was disturbed only by the beating of his mother's heart and those of the siblings around was suddenly threatened. He could feel himself being pushed and he squirmed and writhed against it. What outside force dare conspired against him? Fear mixed with determination as Sigmarr struggled to hold his slipping ground.

Despite his best efforts though he was expelled from his sanctuary. It was cold, and hard to breathe! Panic seized him before a warm tongue stroked his body and he cried in indignation. Gently he felt himself being moved and a soft gurgle, that to him was a vicious growl, emerged from his throat. But soon he was pressed against warmth and softness. Sigmarr's nose, still a bit clogged wit phlegm could make out the scent of milk and he shiftted his large, fluffy form to nurse contentedly. Maybe that wasn't so bad after all.

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