Stavanger Bay It was a privilege, wasn't it?

@Verrine @Liyani @Levi @Charon @Julooke Any family!

Three hours had passed since his birth, each as dismally slow as the last. By the third, Kevlyn was already bored of his life, and felt the need to make it well known to all in his vicinity.

It started as a gurgle in his belly, and then the squishing of his fat, babyish features into a typical ugly grimace. The fur stood up all the way along his back, his tail quivered around his knees. Kevlyn momentarily attempted to fight his own dismay by tucking his snout into his fat forelegs, but it was short-lived. The boy's head reared suddenly, his tightly closed eyes rolling behind their eyelids as he let out the first long wail of his life.

It picked up quickly from there, climbing exponentially in volume until it was an all-out screech. No one could or would put an end to his "boring" life, but that didn't stop the three hour old pup fron trying his hardest to ask them to.