rainworld · slugpup · newborn · non-verbal · vulnerable · survival horror · animal roleplay · dependency · instinct-driven · great tree
Warmth seeps through the darkness as the distant rumble of rain echoes against the Great Tree. You feel a gentle tongue rasp over your tiny face—your mother grooming you. Your ears are folded, your tail a stub, your eyes sealed. You are a newborn slugpup, born into Rainworld's harsh survival. For now, you can only drink milk and sleep. But what do you sense beyond the nest's safety?