LA LA LU ♡ birthing ♡ AND MAY LOVE BE YOUR KEEPER

[FINNEGAN F.M.R.]

WATERFALLS COMING

OUT YOUR MOUTH,

WHAT THE HELL

ARE WE DOING NOW?

draconic feline . minnow . he/they

If there was one thing Finnegan preferred right now, it was warmth. In the first few seconds of his life outside of his mother's womb, he was already learning to dislike the cold, an irritated mewl erupting from his tiny maw as he blindly moved towards the safety of Rox's belly fur. Oh, how he wished he could go back to the dark place he had called home for the past several weeks, but as his mother's tongue began to lap at his fur, he seemed to calm down, a purr emanating from his tiny body.

On the outside, the little kitten appeared healthy, with no deformities and his hunger driving him to seek out milk. However, things quickly took a very bad turn. Wheezing, Finnegan suddenly began struggling to breathe, sides heaving as he came to a complete halt beside his siblings. Despite everything, it seemed he had been born with weak lungs, mother nature having marked him for death from the very beginning. Unable to breathe properly, the kitten soon grew still, body going stiff as his soul departed from its lifeless body. His life had barely begun... and already, it was over.

"What... happens now...?" was the question that came to mind as the young soul drifted away into the night sky. Would he drift forever? Never to see the family he barely had a chance to know ever again? Perhaps it was meant to be this way... he was meant to die so that his siblings could live, or that's what Finn thought until something strange happened.

From far away, a spark of green light could be seen, coming right towards him- and fast. Unbeknownst to Finnegan, it was another soul, one who had also died not long before him. There was nothing the child could do to get out of the way, and within seconds, a collision would occur, the two souls fusing into one. The force of this collision was so strong, it propelled them both back downwards into the body that Finn had left behind. Suddenly filled with a renewed- not to mention, strong, desire to live, the kitten was miraculously revived from death, another loud cry coming from his tiny body. While his breathing was still slightly unsteady, he somehow seemed to be ok, even pushing himself forwards so that he could feast on milk. Even when it seemed like the odds were stacked against him from the start, Finnegan had somehow managed to survive, but how would this affect his future? For now, he didn't really care. All that mattered at this moment was that he was happy and full, another content purr coming from his throat as he dozed off into a peaceful sleep.