Blackfeather Woods The Arrival (BIRTH THREAD)

Darkness greeted him while something rough pounded against his small body again and again. He protested the movement of being pushed back and forth as something removed a wet feeling from him. After the first unpleasant experience, he was then deposited by something warm and soft. Instinct guided him to an object that produced an enjoyable warm taste. He worked his paws around the squishy, chewy teat, encouraging the feast to fill his mouth and stomach. It only took him a few minutes to fill up on the milk. Once satisfied he was forced into a deeper darkness, one that engulfed time.

In what seemed like only a moment the dark brown pup was awoken by another warm body placed next to him.. He wasn't sure how to react, so he protested at it with a squeal. It smelled like the milk producer, but a tad different. He couldn't figure out what it was, but snuggled up to it and welcomed the deeper darkness again.

He did not waken when his brother was deposited by his sister. Sleep had too much of a hold on him. He would probably sleep until hunger would wake him again and force him to feed on the delicious milk. But until then he would enjoy the warmth of his family around him in his slumber.