Fairspell Meadow no wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders;;

Alarian felt as if he would shatter into a million pieces, shuddering like glass, but then Lennon pressed against him and the warmth grounded him. For a moment he was stiff and still, but after that brief pause he leaned into the larger wolf, accepting the touch and allowing it to calm him. He closed his eyes, following the directions he had been given.
Even through the panic and resulting exhaustion, the boy was all too aware of a strange spark jumping in his chest when Lennon rested his head on top of his. Too weary to fight the feeling, he pressed closer to Lennon and allowed it to grow into a mass of warm fluttering. It gave him strange comfort; one he had never known, but he welcomed it nonetheless.
As his companion began to sing, Ali felt himself relax. He was mostly leaning on the other wolf now, finding himself weak and vulnerable after such an experience. Later, he would be embarrassed.
But right now, he found solace with Lennon.

Thank you. The boy murmured after a short period of silence, lifting his head to gently lick the other's cheek before he pressed back into him.