Silver Creek I'll love you forever [m]

In the beginning, there was naught. Warmth and silence, the slightly protruding limbs of her siblings; it was all Soni had known. That was until the fateful eve of her birth, at which point she emerged into the world, was licked clean by who she would eventually know as her mother, and screamed until she could scream no more. The child had the lungs of a wolf much older than she, and she would find it quite enjoyable to point this out to her various denmates (especially her father!). Once her mouth was filled with a fleshy teat and the warm milk it yielded, her yelps and whines stopped, and she found herself drifting into a sweet, serene sleep.