The sound of Mom’s heart beating is always there and it comforts me as I sleep. I feel my sister gently bump against me and she, too, makes me feel content. This is all I know and for a while I was okay with that. But I get a sense that there is more and I want to know what. I want to know all and I am impatient to find out. I wait, growing more and more each day. Of course, my sister grows more as she constantly steals what I need to get bigger. I try to fight back, but she’s just too big for me. We grow and she forces me to move aside for her, pushing me further and further away. Fine, if that’s how she was going to play it, then I would just have to be the first to see what’s out there.

And then the day comes. Something’s changed and the world around starts to clamp down, squeezing harder and harder. I am moved against my will towards an exit I can’t see. Then I am falling. Falling and falling until I land on something hard and cold. I hate it! I whine, letting any who hear me know how upset I am. And there she is, Mother! I am cleaned and moved closer to her chest where I can smell milk. Yes, I think I will eat now for I am hungry. But even that does not last long. Mom is gone, to where I do not know but I instantly know better than to move around too much. I cannot see or hear but I sense she’s there and soon enough, she returns to me and moments later my sister is placed next to me.

We are together again, each struggling to get enough to eat before yawning and falling asleep next to Mother. My last thought before I allow the dreams to take me to where ever my imagination will let them go is one of beauty and power. I want to be these things, though I don’t know it yet. I will be someone others will want to worship. I will be great, a goddess, like my father before me! However, for now, I am just a newborn wolf, sleeping soundly next to my younger sister and mother, completely unaware of Mom’s distress and happy with life and the new world around me.