Baby Steps

I tried to open my eyes with great difficulty, squirming around me are bundles of soft, supple furs. I can feel their soft paws kicking and stomping from all directions. With great effort, I tried to pull my self out of the warm bundle, and prop my head above my siblings. This remind me of the orphanage all over again, only this time I have actual biological siblings. In the midst of my soliloquy, I can feel something long and wet travels all around my body. It travel over my furs multiple time, seemingly to wash of the grime and dirt. Weirdly, it was not uncomfortable, on the contrary it quite relaxing. The warmth on the object was just right, leaving me relax and sleepy all through out the process. This must be my mother, a mother warmth really can not be replace by ten thousand suns. My mother continue to lick my body, until it's clean. Slowly after, she carefully nudge my body into the fury bundles. In this familial warmth, I slowly drift of to sleep.

I woke up groggily to the kicking of my siblings. They were quite excited, kicking and squirming to get on top of one another. I can feel the ground trembling slightly as something big, and heavy were moving toward us. I can somewhat recognized the unique scent as my mother and evidently I am not the only one. My siblings squirm forward fighting harder than ever to get toward her. I imagine it was quite the funny scene, seeing a bunch of little fur balls rolls toward you. My mother seemingly not wanting to trouble her's cubs any further, move toward us. The little fur balls rushed forward, pushing and shoving each other out of the way for foods. I got shoved backward but I do not mind. As a 25 years old man I consider myself some what of an elder brother to these rowdy bunch, therefore opted to not fight over them for a little bit of food.

As I was patiently waiting for my turn, a soft yelp can be heard from my left side. Something brush pass my fur, and then the object stop next to me. It seem like one my little brother was tossed toward the back of the group, just like me. hearing it soft, quiet whimper trigger the overprotective side of me. Unconsciously, I started to applied pressure to my legs, slowly pushing harder toward the ground. The monsters in this world developed very fast, evidently by the fact that I can feel myself hover millimeters above the ground before collapsing. Surprised by the fact that my muscles is already developed enough to walk, I try again. It took me thirty try before I can stand up, and another forty for walking. After I got enough confident in my ability to walk, I trudge slowly toward my siblings. The fact that I could walk surprised my mother a great deal, as she saw me walking toward her, she utter a loud yelp. My siblings took notice of our mother yelp for a few second, then immediately went back to eating.

After a few minute of slowly walking forward, I've finally arrived at my destination. Underneath my quaking forelimb, I can feel their fur rubbing again mine. Abusing my self given title as their older brother, I roll all the other guys on their back. My action was met with the cries of indignation and surprise from my little sibling, and a low cry from my disapproving mother. In response to their cries, I yelp toward the little guy at the back, he yelp back confuse at my action. I once again yelp to indicate the now open spot was his, even tried to match my action with a feeble stomp. The little guy seeing this rushed forward, yelping excitedly. It took a while for him to squirm over, as he went near me, he let out a thankful and reverence yelp. I replied back with a yelp of my own, satisfied with my ability to help. Once I make sure that the little guy is eating, I flip over my other siblings and nudge them toward the food. They utter low thankful cries, disregarding the fact that I was the one flipping them over in the first place. My mother seemingly pleased with this particular development, started to groom me, not that I'm complaining.

Once my siblings finish their dinner, I started to eat as well. For the first few days, a baby Zinogre will feed on its mother's milk. The milk contained all the nutrient that their mother have eaten a few days before. The milk was viscous and delicious, I started to understand why my siblings fight over this nectar of the gods.

Once my little tummy was bulging outward, my mother started to stand up. She patiently pick us up one by one, and grouped us together. She then proceed to clean us. The order mother decide to clean us in is very important. The first one to be clean will always be Alpha, while the other Beta. My mother choose to clean me first, to the approving yelps of my siblings. I guess me helping them really earn their respect, Zinogre pups really are simple. My mother started to lick me from head to toe, all the grime and dirt I've obtained during my sleep is now gone. She then proceed to do that to all my siblings.

Once we are all nice and clean, mother started to form a circle using her body. My siblings started to gather around me, further reinstating me as their Alpha. I slowly let out a little yawn as my head dropped down slightly. In this new life I've obtained the goal and conviction to protect my family, and I will do it even if I die. As I am focusing on that nice thought, I slowly slipped in to dreamland.