I'm not ready for this (birth)

Something was amiss. For a while now, the comfort that had once been shared inside of their home had been disrupted, close quarters making it near impossible enough to shift, to move, to even stretch without being pressed back against or meeting resistance. It had driven the need to move to grow more strongly, and now it was all but at a breaking point. And it was no longer simply him anymore. Now everything seemed to move, and the pup with it, guiding it unknowingly toward a new life with different comforts and discomforts. Into the unknown.

He was not aware of how he came into the world, but knew it the moment he was free. The shock stirred him immediately into action, and surprisingly he was met with no resistance now, free to squirm and tumble and roll about as he adjusted to the new accommodations. It was bizarre and foreign, and quite frightening at the same time. He cried, finding a voice that was surprisingly strong despite how he would grow to use it so quietly, and wriggled about as he unknowingly sought comfort and solace in the form of a weary mother.

OOC: Birth posts are hard. xD Hopefully this passes as acceptable.