TO SEE THE SUN PAINT THE SKY / birthing

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it was in the stillness that lawkit found himself, his eyes closed tightly against the new sensation of wind, the brush of otherness- siblings; mothers both in kind. the rasp of a large rough tongue over his form, stopping short along his head and more gentle along the featherless limbs along his back. open skin raw and a place where once law kit would fly. the loud voice of his bigger sibling startled law, a low sound that was made- between a squeak and puppy like yap as he was pushed aside for the sweet scent of milk.

lawkit took his time to gather himself; familiarize himself with the place he had stumbled into, a place so soft but so cold in comparison to before. he shifted and too started to shift closer towards his mother. the twin-race heartbeats of his siblings getting drowned by the sheer steady, heavy beat of goldenluxury's another similar sound- the little yap as he fell to the influences of instinct and found his first meal.

it was quiet, and content, and law would find the time to purr beyond the insistent rumble in his stomach. for the time, law enjoyed the quiet.