Forever she'd been floating in nothingness, just bumping against the other shapes that lived in the nothingness with her. But lately the quarters had been quite cramped, and the Others were constantly pressed against her. She squirmed and kicked out at them almost constantly for invading her space, but though they squirmed and kicked back there was no moving them. Now the world around them was squeezing in around them, slowly at first and with increasing pressure. One after the other the other shapes were gone, and she would have reveled in her new space to stretch her tiny legs had the world around her not been squeezing her ever more strongly, forcing her into an even more cramped tunnel. She fought and squirmed and protested, but it was inevitable, and she suddenly found herself out in the cold, dry world with her weight resting on something solid. Something flooded into her lungs that wasn't fluid, and she cried out in protest. Her furious squalling had no effect except that something very large began to lick her clean, all the while nudging her to move. She squirmed, but all that happened was that she ended up on her back on the solid thing until the big thing nudged her again. She suddenly found herself back among the Other Shapes, and there was some smell, some wonderful delicious smell, that called forth a suckling reflex. She squirmed forward toward the smell, rooting around until she found the source. Then... warmth! Fluid! Once more flooding into her, until her tiny tummy was round with it. It made her drowsy, and she curled up among her siblings, content to fall asleep. She couldn't see that she, the last born, was by far the smallest of the pups, concerningly tiny compared to them. She wouldn't have even cared; all she knew was blackness.
Ooc: This made less sense than I wanted it to but there! Signy has been born!
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