Fresh to life, emerging in the watery slush of a fading winter, Drift was experiencing spring for the first time. Life was already tumultuous so far, hatching in an empty nest, avoiding half-starved adults and trying to scrape enough food together to fill her small belly. As the weather grew warmer the snow she had grown accustomed to was vanishing to reveal a brown-ish carpet of plants, weedy and deprived from the thick white blanket that had covered them. Drif...
