Love Kills
Wren-
My brother and I finally reach the top of the hill that surrounds our valley, our home. Mason limps forward a few paces, and I turn back and look at the carnage of our old home through wolf eyes. We've already had to relocate three times during the past moon cycle. Would we ever find a real home?
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