and pain is just a simple compromise ❁ birthing

[rakue]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]☆ // So weak, so defenseless, so young. The most vulnerable Gale would ever be, a newborn searching for warmth and food. No claws, no teeth, senses completely blinded, Gale was a typical kitten in even her behavior as she mewled for attention. Her working senses of touch and smell were in overdrive, bumping against her siblings as they fought for food. But there was nothing to be had from the cooling body of their mother. The newly named Gale shied away from the chill touch with another mewl, small white paws reaching out to push at her siblings in an attempt to orient herself without any way of knowing where she was. Gale did not understand the situation surrounding her, what it meant for not only her new Clanmates but for Suiteheart and even herself. The small tabby only understood the fact that her stomach hurt, that she wanted milk. With another shrill cry Gale turned away from Margaery the best she could without full control of her legs, searching for food or warmth - or, ideally, both.