Sunbeam Lair pavlov's daughter

A day had passed, and yet none of the womb-dreams had returned. Airi was fine with that; so long as her belly was full with milk and her siblings weren't climbing over her like savages.

One such savage was in Airi's way as she crawled (wiggled? squirmed? walking wasn't an option yet) towards the warmth and milky smell of her mother. She squealed in annoyance, attempting to wiggle her way over the yet-nameless sibling who dared get in her way.