Memories of a Hatchling

These are all the very first memories of I'mew the Barrage Blacktip/Soft Starback hatchling. Occasionally a hatchling of either of these types are born with incredibly amazing abilities of recall, I'mew is one such little one.

Her very first memories go back even before she was born, back when she was only half grown in her egg, she can still remember feeling her father's warmth and hear him singing to her through her shell.

Her clearest and most frightening ones are when she was hatching. She remembers how tight her one safe, comfortable little room had become, so tight it hurt. Suddenly she knows her first experience of lack of oxygen felt like as her world begun to crack and crumble around her.

She remembers the first painful rush f air into her new, unused lungs felt like, and the first rush of cold on her yet unmarked skin. Blinded by light her first sounds of distress rattled through her chest and mouth as a shadow, a familiar shape blocked away that bright, bright light.

She remembers seeing her father's face for the first time and hearing his voice, for the first time not muffled from the shell. She remembers gripping his massive thumb in her tiny hands as she heard, for the very first time.
"Its okay sweetheart...shh...daddy's here...finally your here...my little I'mew."

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An odd, but cute idea I had the other day I thought I'd try out. I'm not to good with drawing from prospective, so I hope its not to bad

As always I hope everyone is doing well, and sorry if I don't respond for a while, in class.

Ciao!!