His mother was on the move again. OK, so he currently had no idea that he was in the womb of his mother, nor was he aware that the other bodies around him were in fact his brother and sister. All he knew was that he was being shifted about once more, just as he had thought it was time to be still again. This was different to the normal movements though, and he wriggled around in protest, not liking the way his home tightened around him.
The world was still once more, though that tightening refused to stop, still he fidgeted, fighting against it in hopes that peace would return and he could rest once more. At either side of him he could feel his brother and sister also fidgeting in process, though they were running out of room to achieve this it seemed, closer than before.
Then suddenly one form had gone, there were simply to two of them left behind. What had happened? Before too long the pup would find out, soon enough taking the same journey out into the world. His sac was torn he took the first breath of air, little squeaks sounding as he adjusted to the strange new sensations, the comforting feeling of his mother didn't last long and he was left alone as she instead struggled to cope with the pain and problem with the final pup. His little calls continued, not liking this situation at all.
