To dance in the fields
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omg James, Gideon is adorable.



Their antics were met with approval by the adults; Conor’s loving gaze graced her and Gideon and the other male seemed amused by them as well. Relief flooded her and she flashed a happy grin to Gideon, her partner in crime, at a job well done. If ever she felt that they made a good team this was proof of it, so well they had communicated and executed the plan with no spoken words between them. They would be unstoppable in the future, if their fun and games was anything to go by, and Nayru felt her confidence swell, not only in herself but feeling more secure in her friendship with Gideon. Perhaps she had not bonded too well with the older pups, and even King who was almost exactly her age proved a poor companion, but Gideon more than made up for that.


A giggle escaped her at Gideon’s speech, for Nayru knew that cannon-ball was not the right word, though she couldn’t speak the correct one. It was all just in jest, and Nayru knew neither her nor Gideon indulged in the flesh of fellow wolves, least of all their revered alpha. Hesitantly she caught the eyes of the stranger. "My name’s Nayru and this is Gideon and we are expert wolf hunters." Normally her need for properness wouldn’t permit such a playful introduction, but the thrill of the game still gripped her. The black blotched wolf wiggled next to Gideon, expelling the last excitement of the chase out of her body, and settling down beside the younger boy, waiting for direction from the adults.







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