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The child had been resting soundly, although something was quite wrong. He could feel the shifting of his companions, he could feel the pulsing of their limbs as something seemed to squeeze around him, pressuring him to move where he did not want to go. After several contractions, he would feel something he had never felt before. The feeling was much colder then he had known his whole life up till now, and it was suffocating. But that feeling didn't last long, for soon he was able to breath and feel warmth. But no sooner had he found then he was ripped away from it for a short time, before feeling something pushing him a bit until he settled again. He lied among his siblings, whimpering as he sought the comfort of his mother and his back to the world. He would yelp several times, loud high pitched squeals that would make his presence known to the world. Yes, he was definitely a vocal one. He was strong, despite his current small size. He was last born, thus making him the runt. But he would not remain so, oh no. He would surprise the world and grow bigger, but he would grow slowly. As a child, his stature would remain very small and frail, almost as if the wind might topple him over as he walked later in life. But oh how he would surprise the world.