The Night Mother's Children (BIRTHING THREAD)

She squealed even louder, defiantly now with no rhyme or reason. Her cries garnered the attention of the warm presence that gave milk, for she was pulled closer to it and the other two bodies. The young girl was suddenly squashed, with no real means of escape. But she did not feel threatened however, instead she felt...comfortable. Added with the full stomach, the lulling warmth of her mother and brothers helped the little white pup drift off into sleep, her first nap.