Wakey wakey!
Hrrrr...
A small noise. Perhaps small enough, the rustle of leaves covered it. Yet with that noise, a movement of chest, a body covered in fur, scales... quills sticking out from its curled form's shoulders. Limbs tucked. Muzzle almost to chest. Tail curled between ears. Looking for all the world like a hibernating, road-killed squirrel. Only it didn't look anything like a squirrel. And it wasn't dead. Ohhh, yes! It wasn't dead!
Indeed, within its waking mind, yes, confusion. But then a rising joy as it became aware of its breathing. All four nostrils flared! Heartbeat. That wonderful sensation of blood-flow! Sensation of muzzle, ears, forelimbs, legs, tail and... ummm... Hrrrrrrr.... It started to stir then, this animalistic form, ears now a-twitch as sound... no, not just sound, but words! Yes, words! A series of meaningful sounds. Lang... language? This auditory stimulation, not to mention all the scent as well, all this evidence of Life Within and Without rushing through flesh and blood and bone caused this form's body to twitch. To stretch. To fold quills against back and roll over, limbs splayed and belly exposed to leaves and sky. Ahhh... him, not "it." His "ummm" now evident. Furry Chest heaving as he took deep breath after deep breath, even reveling in the leafy-scented slime plastering down his fur.
His lack of memory not interfering with his joy to just be in the here and now, with all body parts apparently present and accounted for. So, yesss... all was good. Deal with everything as it came. Like that voice. Eyes opened, another flood of sensation. Had his fur been dry, he'd be all fluffed up with curiosity. But as it was...
... "Here?" He lifted a forelimb and waved a clawed hand in the air... "If here is where I am, I don't care about the why. Or the strange." From his vantage, all splayed out on his back before God and everybody, he took in what he could of the surrounding scene, then... "Gurrrgle." His stomach spoke. With a toothy grimace, clawed hands clutched his belly...
... "Ow... so hungry I could..."
Without finishing his thought or his words, he rose up onto his haunches and started licking off the slime.