His Brother

ZAIRE

The sound of the owls hooting and the paws of our wolves on the dirt were soothing. Louve and Amoux were enjoying themselves and we just let them be for a bit longer. Ruelle and Lowell were not far behind, and they were enjoying each other’s company as well.

We reached a cliff and just sat there, admiring the horizon. The full moon was bright in the sky, and the stars were as beautiful as ever.

Amoux stood straight, and let out a big, powerful howl to the moon, followed by the others. It felt so freeing, so… magical.

As soon as they all stopped, Louve nuzzled her head against Amoux’s fur, showing how much she was loving his company. His blue eyes glowed as he let out a low growl before licking her snout playfully.

He suddenly turned around, growling at the shadows. I wondered what had him feeling so uneasy? Then Lowell did the same, making Ruelle stand behind him. But not Louve, she was next to Amoux, ready to jump into action if needed.

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