Larksong Grotto Today I Remember

Tapat was once again reminded that his crying out for his mother worked. Slowly it was becoming something that was nestled in his long term memory. He was picked up soon enough and rewarded with the warmth of her belly. The pup nosed through her fur to one of her teats and eagerly started to drink. His little paws moving against it to push more milk out of it, delicious tasty milk. The little stayed relatively little compared to his brother. He had a lot of of growing to do if he wanted to ever catch up with him. The pup let out a small burp and snuggled against his mother, loving the warmth she was giving him.