Hushed Willows these are the days of our lives

Lana had been the perfect child in the womb. Never kicking and never really moving too much so that her mother could have allll the energy to deal with her as she came into the world. Lana waited each day her patience was wearing down, this place was getting uncomfortable but still she didn’t stir or make fuss.

As she entered the world the creamy pup was not happy. As Lily cleaned her all she could do was wail in rebellion. She did not want to be touched nor did she want to be pushed to suckle. No matter how bad she wanted to not suckle the sweet scent drew her in like no other. Lana latched down and when the sweet substance hit her mouth a soft muffled coo had left her, letting her mother know that for now she was content. Slowly she suckled and eventually fell asleep from the warmth that was radiating off her mom.

Eventually another warm but small thing had touched her, awakening her from her beauty sleep. A curdling whine escaped her, a protest against being woken up. All she wanted to do was take a nap!