Shadow Mountain drowning lessons

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He'd fled the aftermath of the tragedy on the mountain. It had been his instinct to help — not the pack there but the children, those helpless little souls who could do nothing to fight the tide as it carried them away. But it was not his place. They weren't his to defend.

So when all was said and done, he'd left.

Injured now, his pretty face marred by long tooth marks, Dirtwater Fox returned to the mountain. To the boy who had not wanted beautiful lies. He answered the howl in silence.

No words would pass his lips, but his intent to follow would soon become clear.