you wake up - well not really. you're born but that's just another way of saying you're suddenly here crammed into a dark warm den with your siblings squirming around like oversized hamsters. your mom hasn't eaten in months yet here she is feeding and keeping you alive with whatever strength she's got left. you're blind, helpless, and unaware that the forest outside would chew you up and spit you out if given half a chance. for weeks, life is simple. you squeak, you sleep, but winter doesn't last forever and neither does this cozy setup.