Fox's Glade thank goodness

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his ears twitched once. that was the only sign he’d actually taken it in.

he rolled one shoulder in a slow, lopsided shrug.

dunno, he said, plain as the dirt beneath their paws. 

you’re the first one i’ve seen since findin’ m’self here. etched in loneliness. 

he didn’t move toward her or away— just let the cold wind fill the silence where other wolves might’ve tried to make sense of it.

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