this isn't the end

He followed the scent, and there his brother was at the end of the trail. Impossible. He pinched his paw, half expecting to be dreaming. But he felt the pain, he saw his brother’s face, his weak words. how…?

His brother's greeting was lacklustre, and Sen crouched down before the familiar boy. They had missed out on so much time together. He wished he could gain it all back, turn back the clock, make different choices… but there was no going back, and Haiku was before him now. He touched his brother's paw with his own, looking at the other wolf with confused concern. “Haiku, what's wrong?”

"Senryū Cavaliere-Klein"