You had so many questions. Who was she? Why was she calling herself your mother? How did you get here? Why were you a baby wolf!?! What the heck has happened?!?
You try to ask her any of these questions but all you managed to do is babble some more, making a bit of drool run down your face. The wolf giggles. Such a talkative baby. She coos shifting you to cuddle you and then booping your nose.You giggle at that reaching for her finger and holding it with your own.
You take a moment to compair her hands with yours and it hits you just how small you were compaired to her.
The wolf smiles at you, before taking her hand away. You give a small yelp as she cheks your diaper. Aww. i think my little man needs his diaper changed. She said carrying you over to a changing table.
You flush in emberesment and babble some more but its no use. The wolf mother is either a natural or has lost of practice as your first diaper change in years is quick and over before you know it.
There we go. All nice and clean. The mother cooes pickin you up again. Now then let mommy
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