Meant to be

A smart pup would have run away from this stranger. Yet, Junko wasn't a normal pup, a pup who was slowly seeing the world in a twisted way from the normal population. Good and wrong mixing, losing the veil that separated them. Eyes of purple and pink rested into the form of the bigger wolf before her. More questions came from Lyra, questions she didn't hold a deep answer to. "Father." She said simply, though the words mother and father didn't have a real meaning for her, just a world like any other. She then brushed herself against the woman, as if now she belonged to her. She didn't want to lose another wolf in her life. Even someone who she just met.

//Sorry for the phone post