The Initiation [Pups & Syr]

From the crooked and unnatural relationship betwixt littermates would the malfunction truly manifest, distorted not physically but stricken with diseased mannerisms as the misfortunate and predictable punishment for the unorthodox sins of her creators who were more than aware of their crimes, but simply undaunted by the impending results. But the deed had been carried out with little regard towards the affects and the hellion had been spawned, developing as any fetus would within the confines of her mother's womb, surrounded by the remaining products of incestual lust that would escape the merciless clutches of the mental illness that would forever plague the brindled babe -- a penalty for a crime she did not commit. Even still, none would come to recognize the slip in her genetic coding before it was too late and she became a brazen and unstoppable force, fueled only by the unjustifiable and instinctual drive to wreak havoc upon whichever poor soul fell within the premises of her focal point, forever tainted.



Involuntarily would her minuscule form writhe with the contractions of her mother as she was expelled from the only haven she had ever come to recognize, greeting the warmth of the summer air with jagged breaths as her mother's tongue rid her flesh of the remnants from the womb. Whines of discomfort would vacate her gaping jaws as pangs of hunger wracked her tiny body, soothed slightly by the encouragement provided by her mother as well as the competitive wriggling of the surfaced siblings beside her, forcing her to give into the peer pressure they offered as well as instinct while she thrust her tiny form towards the sole supply of nourishment. The child's cries would only subside as her inky lips latched onto her mother's teat, suckling greedily at the fluid it provided and sighing with comfort as its warmth surged through her abdomen, silencing the babe if only for that singular moment.