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the impact felt akin to a car crash, weakened and inexperienced as she was, limbs and dully snapping gums. she made a sound that was half cry, half moan, the first but certainly not the last of it's kind to emerge from her maw. drunkenly, she perseveres, sensing warmth and associating it with a sating of hunger. her maw searches for a teat as she clamps soft gums around her sibling's ear, limbs working to push her forward. simultaneously, the jaws of her sibling clamp onto a hindpaw, the unfamiliar sensation earning yet another cry as she stills suddenly, miserable.