Ouroboros Spine sikinik ⪊

For Massaraq the world that he was born into was very warm, the littermates that were close to his size were warm beside him, and the larger sources of food, comfort, and safety were also warm as they enveloped him. He would wiggle his body and use his legs to try and squirm his way closer to that warmth and as he felt his paws get more and more beneath him he could even totter about in the direction he wanted to go.

He felt a gentle pressure around his ruff and along his fur, it was not the first time it had happened but there was a desire to know more about what it was, about this world that seemed to press in on him from all sides and at times shift and move away. And when his eyes finally opened he discovered that the world was bright as well. The details were fuzzy but there was a world there and he valiantly tried to gather up his paws beneath him so he could bury his face in the brightest thing in the afternoon sun, white and warm and familiar.

A high pitched rasp escaped him, bubbling around his throat as he tried to make sense of it all. It was there and he was there, but all of that existence was tiring and he felt his legs fold beneath him again but he tried to keep his eyes opened to take in more of it as it was happening. 

feel free to skip him! - he'll just be looking around and occasionally doing his darndest to walk XD