TO SEE THE SUN PAINT THE SKY / birthing

[lovekit.]

IT TOOK A LITTLE TIME
[align=center]TO MAKE A LITTLE BETTER

IT'S ONLY GOING UP

JUST ONE THING THEN ANOTHER

lovekit — the typhoon — tags

For a time, things had been nothing but serene for Lovekit and his siblings. There was warmth, and darkness, and occasionally the unpleasant scrape of horns or wings against another body. Then, all of that was swept away in a rush of cold and muffled voices that felt incredibly far away for the young kit, eyes still sealed shut and ears flattened down. At the very least, their arrival into the world was much calmer than it was for many others, such as the cousins and siblings that they would come to know. Instead of shouting or chaos as their mother rushed somewhere to give birth, they were welcomed into the world with soft touches and nuzzles, and the feeling of a gentle tongue brushing back their fur. There was no unpleasantness, except for the sudden rush of cold that came with emerging out into the real world. Not to mention the feeling of his siblings squirming and mewling urgently around him.

Larger than most of his siblings, Lovekit took more after Goldie than he did Sam, although his sharply pointed ears and little scrap of a tail did make it clear that Sam had an influence. With his bulky feline body, the young boy was able to easily shove his way forward, a loud mew of protest leaving him whenever he bumped up against Lawkit or Harlow. Lowering his head down, it wasn't long before the kitten was suckling happily, unbothered by anything else in the world besides the primal desire to eat. In the future, the boy would have far more words to say, and many more goals in mind, but for now? For now, he was just happy, and at peace. As long as he had his mothers and his food, he had no problems in the world.