It was warm, dark, and everything she had known and found comfortable. Slowly over time she had been growing, getting bigger within her mothers womb. But one day, everything would change for the young soul. The world around her would grow small, smaller, smaller, her body being squeezed, making her begin to squeal. Then all of a sudden she grew cold, very cold. Legs tucked in against her body, trying to retain the little warmth she had. She could feel other ones too nearby, little paws stretching out, trying to touch them. How many of them there was, the pup did not know, her mind was already on something else. She had to seek the warmth again, her little body squirming, moving towards her mother. Paws would kneed her belly, mouth moving in on a teet and began to suckle, getting to vital milk she needed to survive.
"Speech"
Awesome table by Eldarwen <3
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