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The world was warm and dark, and for so long too. The warmth of this hostile being was certainly something that this babe had gotten used to; he was not ready to face her on the outside. But he was forced to anyway, tumbling out and releasing a loud cry of protest as he left the warmth, the third second-born squirmed unhappily. He could not hear the she-beasts angered screams, but he did not enjoy the odd, cruel air that surrounded him. He was not as loud as his fellow siblings, but cried all the same. It was probably instinct that drove the small beast to yell, but he somehow detested being so loud. It was now that he let out one final call of disapproval before he wiggled towards the mighty she-demon that possessed something his small body longed for.

He attached quickly, quieted and happy again. The beast calmed for a moment, and warmth surrounded him on all sides as other beings were placed beside him. Happy, he felt, and it was all he could really know besides 'disapproval'. But warmth soon disappeared, torn from his mouth and nose and out into wherever- he could not see. The small thing screamed with discontent, unsure now what to do. Coldness was overtaking him, and he did not understand the situation. Beside him the others screamed too, but he could not hear their cries. 

Warmth returned again. She-beast gritted her teeth and wrapped herself around them again, and small brown being was warm again with happiness. He found, once again, a place to latch and receive, but he did not understand why the larger was so quick to deny them their warmth.

He did not like it.

 One moment, he was a happy little sack of fluff and then next, thrust into the cold, the feel of hard earth beneath his breast. And what he would come to know as his mother, did nothing to help. Instead the being loomed over him, he could use what little he had of his scent to realise that this was indeed the thing that had birthed him. He screamed in protest at his current predicament and he did not stop, demanding she put him back where he didn't have to be pushed around by.. whatever these things were that were constantly scrambling above him. No, he was here first and Mother was his and no-one else's. When he realised his fellow beings were also thrusting themselves at HIS MOTHER, he did not hesitate to make his move. His forepaws scrambled above the earth, climbing over his fellow beings to reach Mother. 

Whilst he was blind and deaf, he had determination and greedily latched onto his Mother's.. thing. But to find another being already at his place, blasphemy! The fat one had placed herself atop his body, her weight crushing his own. This wouldn't do. He wailed at the top of his lungs, right at this thing he would learn to call his sister. Stupid thing! He moved hastily to push her out the way, taking that moment to embellish his thriving hunger. The warm taste of milk made well in the lack of comfort his Mother was giving. Maybe she did not like him, oh well, he would not like her either then. Infact, he gurgled in discomfort at all of his newfound siblings, which of course, Mother had to know. He struggled against his own weight as he clambered to be closer to his mother, unknowingly reaching her face. He bit down on the closest thing he could find, assuming the warm liquid sprouted out of everywhere from her body. But this thing was hard and not at all pleasant, and he made a hasty retreat back to his original spot at her teat. Unknowingly, this had been Zaria's nose, and unlike her probable bad reaction, he was quite content resting among her fur, and the heat radiating from each of his siblings. 

Being taken from his cozy resting spot alongside his siblings, the small male let out a loud whine of protest before he was sat back down to be bathed. He did not understand the strange sensation that lapped over him, but he did not mind it, and silenced himself for the process. The thing didn't really understand anything that was going on, but he seemed relatively easygoing and alright with all of it. He remained still and silent, occasionally raising his dampened head to show his appreciation for whatever was going on, but it was probably seen as a hinderance for the process that was occurring. 

He was not aware that another had been called, and would not understand the differences in touch. But that was okay, he did not mind. 

One moment she was all cozy in a sack in her Mother’s belly, the next she was here.  Out on Earth.  She did not like it.  The pup let out a scream, but found herself quickly silenced as her Mother placed her at a teat.  She could feel other squirming masses next to her, which she would later find out to be her siblings, but Odette didn’t really pay much attention to them.  She had no need to.  Why waste the time and energy on them anyways?  The little fluffy Odette quickly began to greedily suckle at the teat and the warmth of milk slipped into her mouth.  Everything finally was perfect until her Mother stood up and left... that was just simply outrageous.  Who did that!?  With the warmth and comfort now gone, little Odiekins began to scream and whimper for her Mother to return.  Where was she?  Odie knew she deserved so much better than this!  Finally warmth returned, and to her content, so did the milk filled teats.  

As the pup finished her fill, with her belly full.  She found herself oddly silent.  It was a weird sensation.  Although she could have never really heard her screams, she had felt the vibrations slip out her maw.  Earlier they had comforted her in a weird way, but now she simply did not feel like she had the time or energy to care or do that action.  The new babe slipped off into her first dreams at her Mother’s belly, feeling rather comfortable at the moment.

He did not know much, nor could he see or hear but there was another tall, brooding being above him. This was not Mother, nor was it a sibling because they were all to small. He did not like the vibrating sensation Mother had made when the other had entered, and therefore was not liking this other force. With a small cry of anger, he demanded the person to.. well, he didn't know what but he was not happy! 

Eventually, he pushed away from the brood as far as he could to reach a teat farther away. They were moving too much, and he was tired. The warm crook of Mother's belly and legs were just fine by him to slumber quietly. He did not know much but Mother was good, and was all he really needed in life. After such a wild entrance into the world. all he wanted was to be comforted and loved, not so much by everyone else because he had no sense of "like", but he wanted Mother's affection. And so would he get it.