03-15-2020, 11:28 PM
[glow=white,1,400]GONNA MAKE YOU SORRY THAT YOU MET ME, GONNA MAKE YOUR INSIDES HURT !｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Everything had been warm and serene. They had been at peace and there was room for everyone but then those inhabiting the warmth of the womb began to grow. It became crowded and uncomfortable. They had all grown restless, moving about, pushing in an attempt to have more space for themselves. Before long, the warmth was taken away and the cold nipped at their body welcoming them into the harsh world yet known to him. The cub squirmed briefly letting out soft mewls of protest, his toes curling as if trying to get a grip of something. He was lost. He knew nothing of the world that had been awaiting him all these weeks suddenly something warm brushed against his trembling form, it wasn't familiar in the slightest and he'd let out another bold mewl. Everything was muffled to the ears pressed on his head, he was blind to his surroundings, but as the warmth continued to touch his shaking body did he feel a sense of security and comfort.
His nose twitched, the dark furred cub finally taking the time to let oxygen pierce throughout his lungs. A squeak escaped his maw the moment something wet and cold touched his rump nudging him forward, his large paws making contact with the belly of his mother. The sweet aroma of milk drawing him forward, his first hunger pains already causing him to mewl in a demanding manner as his body shook as he tried to hold himself with his short limbs. It didn't take long for Trygve to find what he had been searching for, the moment his mouth locked onto a teat the larger cub had began to knead at his mother's belly greedily. He didn't seem to care about anything else other than filling his aching tummy, the muffled voices not meaning anything to him at the time and he doubted they would matter the next few days. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
His nose twitched, the dark furred cub finally taking the time to let oxygen pierce throughout his lungs. A squeak escaped his maw the moment something wet and cold touched his rump nudging him forward, his large paws making contact with the belly of his mother. The sweet aroma of milk drawing him forward, his first hunger pains already causing him to mewl in a demanding manner as his body shook as he tried to hold himself with his short limbs. It didn't take long for Trygve to find what he had been searching for, the moment his mouth locked onto a teat the larger cub had began to knead at his mother's belly greedily. He didn't seem to care about anything else other than filling his aching tummy, the muffled voices not meaning anything to him at the time and he doubted they would matter the next few days. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]