Blackfeather Woods blood, guts & glory [birth]

Floating in a belly was quite relaxing. She was sure the moist, like, EVERYWHERE was very good for her pelt as well. But dreams couldn't always last as the gaping hole at the end of the tunnel was popping out other forms like some sort of puppy gun. After some time, 2 of her siblings shot out of the bloody meat ravine, it was her time to finally be alive. It was a mess outside, she could feel it, icky stuff everywhere as she was stuffed inside some weird bubble that was making her struggle to breath. She was sure she'd swallowed some before the being that would later be known as "mother" cleaned her up, but luckily it wasn't stuck. 

She coughed, if one could even call it that, before being shoved with her siblings. Blind and deaf, she climbed on top of one of them -sort of-, burying her cute face in her mother's belly fur. Her mouth was wide open as she tried to claim a teat, and after some struggling, the girl had finally done it. She felt mighty powerful as the milk poured inside of her little mouth to later be swallowed down-fueling her greatness. 

She suckled, not knowing if she had pushed one of her siblings away from HER teat, but even if she had- she didn't really care. The world around her disappeared as she almost grew in size of all the milk. When she was done, she took one of her paws in her mouth, and drifted away in deep slumber. She dearly hoped the world was ready for a being as awesome as she- if she even knew what that meant.