Whisper was so small that he was almost afraid to step in the vicinity of her at any given moment. He had never known puppies came in a size that small. Especially when the ones he had interacted with most of his life had turned into Dires like himself. He didn’t want to wrap her in cotton, but the temptation was very much there.
“Hop aboard, Whisper, we’re going on an adventure!” He told her as he lay belly down on the ground so he was in easy reach of her tinsy teeny tiny paws. He grinned at the tiny white wolf. He wondered what would happen when winter came around. Would he lose her in the first snow fall? He hid a shiver and reminded himself he would not be wrapping her in cotton!
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