Silvertip Mountain One day it will be all better.

Zaria smiled once Fitz was all soothed. She wasn't offended, she knew how sly and cunning she was before all of this. But she truly cared about Fitz, the only wolf she did. She would protect Mason and June too but it wasn't the same love she felt for Fitz. As he rested his head Zaria pillowed her own head on his back. She was all warm because of Fitz.

Zaria realized she might not even survived without Fitz warmth at night. Her coat was still on the thin side, she wished daily she had a thick coat like him.

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