Wildfire

Chapter 8- No one's POV

                After a few days, Razor was finally feeling better and had the strength to go on his daily hunts. He saw Bennett, sitting on a bench, with a smile spread across his face. Razor then thought, "This boy, nice. We should hunt together." Razor walked up to the blonde goggled boy, and looked into his animoculus green eyes. "Oh hey Razor!" Bennett excitedly said. "Have your wounds healed already???" Razor nodded his head, and decided to ask, "Want to go hunting?" "Hunting?" Bennett looked confused. Razor didn't know what confused him. "Didn't word it wrong?" Razor reluctantly asked. "Oh no!" Bennett encouraged. "It's not that, it's just well, Im a bit confused as to why you're asking me, since, yknow, I have terrible luck. I mean, the whole reason you got injured was because of me." Bennett smile then disappeared from his face and looked away from the cherry eyed boy with fluffy cream colored hair. "Not your fault. Hilichurls chase anyone. Just need to be careful," Razor then added. "Will make sure, nothing happens to you Bennett." Bennett blushed slightly when hearing that statement. This was the first time someone actually vowed to protect him. It made him happy but at the same time, he also felt guilty for Razor having to protect someone as unlucky as him. "N-no! Don't worry! I-I can protect myself!" Bennett panicked. "I mean you're s-still injured right??? You shouldn't strain yourself!" Razor then calmly spoke. "No. I protect lupical. Lupical protect me. How lupical and I bond." "L-lupical?" Bennett asked. "Fated family," Razor answered. "My lupical, are the wolves, in wolvendom. After we hunt, you meet them."