stardust in your eyes, love [birth]

Things were easy and nice, till they weren't. He came out into the world kicking and squealing his little lungs out, even when nestled against the warm fur of his Big's side he still had a lot to complain about. Things had always been fine as they were, warm and cosy, but now he was cold and alone, ripped apart from the tangle of his siblings limbs and forms. He did not like it one bit and no matter how much he cried out there was no way to know if his voice was being heard. If he would be left alone forever. Except...the big warm fluff of his Big wasn't quite so bad, especially not after he was nudged towards the milk giver. He didn't to be alone but...he'd be quiet for now and get his fill whilst he could, his tiny belly was rumbling like you wouldn't believe after all.

One by one the pudgy forms of his siblings were nudged to his side and by then he already had milk all over his mush, his puppy belly all round and tubby. Maybe the out wasn't so bad after all, not as good as the in but that went without saying and it always would. They were together, all smushed together all right and proper and only then after he was a milk filled balloon did he begin to doze off. Being out was hard work, of that he was sure.