Prologue

She was cold…so very cold. There was a wet feeling all around her, wet and cold; freezing her all the way to the bone. She shivered again and then felt a warm, scratchy tounge brush up her fur, pushing it the wrong way and warming her for a tenth of a second, then she returned to the dark, cold place where she had been for the whole time she could remember. There was a floating for a moment then she felt warmth all around her. The familiar thumping returned to her and she snuggled closer to it.

She felt a shiver travel up her spine and felt a pitiful squeak exit her lips. The tounge returned and warmed her again. She felt a nudge at her side and warmth spread there, she snuggled against it, as well as the large beating body that was radiating heat. She smelled something sweet then, it was drawing her towards the beating, and then she latched onto it, warm, sweet liquid spilling into her parched throat. She squeezed closer to the warmth and drank it up greedily.

There was a gust of cold and she was dragged away from the warmth and back into the wet, cold substance, terrified, she let out a wail and cried for the warmth she wanted back. The floating sensation was repeated and she was placed back at the mass, she began to nurse hungrily again , snuggling into the heat all around her. More of the delicious liquid spilled into her empty pit of a stomach. She felt herself being dragged away again, but this time, she recognized the floating sensation, which brought safety and warmth. She closed her eyes and let herself be tugged away.