I would like to reach out my hand

Lotus knew without a doubt that half his soul was born in another body. An identical body, so he could understand the mishap, even if it did make life a little confusing every now and then. For at the moment, the boys were truly identical. Matching size and colouring, it was almost impossible to tell the two apart.

Ivy (or Lotus 2.0) stuck his head in the den and found the young boy blinking in the early morning sun. He stretched out his dark blue, white-tipped paws and yawned at his other half. Ivy must have gotten all the early-morning energy. He blinked, and shook out his coat, wondering when mum was coming back. The den felt funny without her in it.

“I’m coming, coming!” he promised, getting to his paws and padding over to the other wolf, pressing against the others side so no one could tell where one ended, and the other began.

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