-Chapter One: First Breath-
*Part One of Two*
"...what?...W-why can't I see?..." All I could see was an endless expanse of white everywhere. A slight ringing in
my ears muffled out all the noises around me, and the warmth of my home was gone...where was I?...
Eventually my vision began to return as a white figure turned to me (though still quiet blurry), its many tails hanging limply behind him as its muzzle nudged my side. I start to get scared; I still can't see well, and my hearing hasn't returned yet...but I felt its paw on my chest, and oddly enough, I calmed down. This figure didn't feel menevolant...but rather playful. Curling slightly around the limb, I looked at the figure above me, and was happily greeted with a warm smile before I was enveloped in one of its tails. I couldn't help but laugh a little as my little body left the ground, comfortably in this figures hold as it brought me over to someone new. This one had a tan underbelly, and its back was an almost violet hue. It's head framed in pinkish hued flames, with a mis-matched set of eyes...one was the color of its flames, the other an almost emerald-green. It spoke out to me...I missed what it said, but it was a females voice...Smiling a little, I reached out for the new figure, happy to see who I believed was my mom for the first time.
"Isn't he just precious?..." I hear the white figure say, its voice not higher than a whisper as he draws closer to the female with me still in his tail. It sounded like it would be a male...was this my father? And why didn't he looked like the female?...Settling down beside her, he finally releases me in her lap so that I could get acquainted with her. I brushed my head lovingly a few times on her stomach, trying to persuade her to love on me back. Nothing at first...I look up to see the two of them touching their muzzles together. I was confused...what were they doing?
"N-not in front of the little one dear..." I hear her say, pulling away from...whatever they were doing for a second. Her hand found itself square on my back, her fingertips rippling through the fur on my back...soothing...slowly I found myself growing tired and curled up a little. Something furry brushes by my side...another of the white figures tails. In seconds, I'm surrounded by the soft furry mass...
"I doubt he understands what's going on her Hope...besides..." it trails off, the tip of his tail flicking under my chin lure me to sleep. "...he'll be out soon..."
Boy was he right...in no time I was out cold...the last thing I remembered that night was him wishing me a goodnight...and a goodnight it was.
I can still remember that first morning...out of our little den, over the large pointy things in the distance (which I later learned were called "mountains"), I could see the happy little disc of light we call the sun beginning to rise into the sky, painting the air with vibrant oranges and violets. It's light felt good to me...made me feel powerful. Squirming out of my parents hold on me, I sneaked away and headed to the "front door" of our den, which wasn't much more than an old blanket nailed to the top of the doorway. My parents were still out cold, with Kenya sprawled out and Hope using his tails as a blanket. I figured a quick look around town wouldn't hurt anyone...
Blissfully unaware of what I may find, I slipped outside and took a hard look at my new world. The few clouds that were in the sky had retreated into the distance, giving away to what looked like a beautiful day. Little dew drops clung to the grass beneath my feet, Pidgey and Starly carelessly swooped overhead, the occasional jingle of a Mereep's bell as it grazed arose its meadow..."How could this be a bad day?" I thought, following the stone trail that ran by our
house.
