The Sound (BIRTHING)

She was being forced away from the only home that she knew and she didn't like it. The air was chilling compared to the inside of her mother's stomach and her mother's licking didn't help the fact as she fought to curl up against the stomach and scent that she knew well. With that she curled up in the warmest spot she could find. She took a deep breathe as she began to suckle at the woman's breast. Little Aleksa had been one of the three daughters. Distorted voices were filling the air but she ignored them, not realizing what they meant.