bonding time

The Warlord laughed softly, turning to catch her as he heard the young girl storming towards him. She landed in his paws, snuggling his limb and he gently supported her weight. “I bet you're the fastest wolf in the world” he agreed lightly, enjoying his time with the young girl. This had been a good idea. Her desire to explore was contagious, and she had been a treasure to take with him to the isle.

Her lightly beating glow seemed to indicate relaxation and he licked her forehead and grinned, amused at the strange phenomenon of her glowing body. She was going to hate it so much when puberty hit.

“You think you can beat your old grandpa? Alright then, you're on” he agreed, planting his own paws on the sand beside her. “Start the countdown, Callie”


Word Count: 143
Total: 305


"Sirius Fatalis"