There were many things in this new world. There was the brightness of something you couldn't quite comprehend. The lack of warmth upon your coat that once felt right, but now felt wet and heavy. This place is dry, supposedly warm, but still didn't compare to the heat of the womb. Your eyes moved to your womb mate, who currently looked up at a beast that looked similar to them. Ears pricked in the direction of the large one, who when you looked at him he seemed different. He was something you felt a draw towards, yet wasn't as comforting as the voice you were normally used to. Your head tilted to the feeling of a muzzle brushing against your hip, and what you found was a darker beast with closed eyes.

They are not really moving. Yet this doesn't seem right to your mind. You decided to investigate. When you turned, you found that you didn't look like the sleeping one. Your colors were darker, similar to theirs, but it was patched with bright whites like the other one. Almost like a mix of the two. Upon your back lay a limb, damp and unmoving because you didn't know how to use it yet. You looked back up to the taller one, who had two of these things upon his back. The real question; which one of you was different? Or was this common? Flicking your ears forward curiously, you studied his movements, the way he ran to the sleeping form with urgency. A sticky liquid of red was beginning to soak your legs, and yet such a fragile mind like yours still couldn't fathom what it all meant.

The white and grey still wasn't moving. A warm light suddenly came to life before the patched one, and you looked to him curiously. Behind the tears falling from his cheeks there was an expression you could not define. You wanted to understand what was wrong. It took some time, but your long legs instinctively moved to attempt and lift you. They were not successful. You fell once, and then twice, before your body seemed to finally understand what standing really was. This was something you stored in your mind for later. For now, you let your awkward limbs carry you over to the two larger forms, muzzle finding the side of the sleeping one. You listened closely, letting your head move with the rise and fall of their stomach. Blue eyes of ice then looked to the other one, before a bleat escaped your lips. That was a noise you didn't know you could make.

Pulling away, you snorted, making the noise again before turning to stare at the one on the ground with you. They were something special to you. Your mind was telling you this, but you didn't understand why. So you simply pressed your muzzle to theirs, bleating softly in hopes of causing something to happen. Process of elimination. This seemed to do very little, and yet as you continued to blow air upon the ivory one's ear, something began to stir. You waited, watching as steel eyes slowly began to open to look at you.