THE LION KING ☆ BIRTHING

[ASVINI]

Being born. The definition in itself called upon the most tragic of beginnings. Pushed, from somewhere warm, dark, and muted. Somewhere protective. Within coming months, Asvini perhaps would look back upon the event and decide it was a necessary step. A step to a better world, a better person within herself. Today, no, it was a time for growing. Being the first out, the first to breathe, was a crowning factor. A taste of the air, to lead her siblings, perhaps. It was a philosophical, being the first. One that she would take to heart.

Asvini, right now, was no grand leader. Her oversized paws dragged her towards the stomach of her mother- her father? It was nothing easy to decide, as a cub. Her mouth wrapped about a part of her stomach, suckling deeply. She wasn't aware of those around her, mostly decidedly ignoring her siblings.

"speech"

[glow=black,2,300]BREAK THE SILENCE; DAMN THE DARK[/glow]