She did not want to leave the warm confines of her mother's womb, it might have been getting rather cramped but she was content here. Things were changing rather quickly though, much to fast for her own liking. Eventually she would be thrust out into the world, a wet disgruntled little child. As she was freed from the protective sac she would cry with all her strength, she was not happy. This was not warm, this was not comfortable, and she was not amused with having to move on her own. Colette would not move, instead she would lay, quite still, and she would cry helplessly until she was moved to her mother's side. She would latch on with vigor, at the opposite end of their mother's belly to her brothers. Eagerly the tiny pup would fill her belly, wanting nothing more than that content feeling and sleep.
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