Silver Creek The witching hour

What felt like a discontented and unbecoming shriek passed Mona's lips. However, to anyone listening, it sounded more like a barely audible peep. No matter how hard she tried, Courtland's paw gave no sustenance. Mona bit down harder with her soft gums in frustration, but Courtland's paw was soon wrenched from her mouth. Left with nothing, Mona's mouth opened and closed to no avail.

From there, she writhed blindly until her mother swept her up and placed her into position at her breast. Finally, after a few frustrated moments of rooting around, Mona latched on to a nipple and refused to ever let go.