Taydyn’s POVI had run for what felt like hours.The world blurred past in streaks of green and gold, the early morning sun filtering through the trees in fractured beams that flashed across my vision with every powerful stride. The earth was cool beneath my paws, damp with dew, the scent of pine and rich soil filling my lungs in a way that felt almost intoxicating.Running like this—really running—always did something to me.Everything sharpened.The wind tore through my fur, carrying a thousand different scents. Rabbits. Fox. The faint metallic tang of distant water. My muscles stretched and bunched in perfect rhythm, power coiled and released with effortless precision.Freedom.Zey was living his absolute best life.He surged forward with reckless joy, fully in control, fully committed, and absolutely not interested in handing back the reins anytime soon.He had headed north.It had been far
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