Luhan noticed Thunder's restless pacing beneath the towering branches of the Tree of Life. Curiosity piqued, Luhan approached his uncle cautiously. "What are you doing, Thunder?" Luhan inquired, his fuchsia eyes flickering with concern. Thunder sighed heavily, his thoughts racing like the wind. "I'm contemplating," Thunder replied, his voice tinged with apprehension. "I can't help but worry about my son. What if he fails? What if something happens to him during the war?" His words trailed off, barely more than a whisper. Luhan's ears perked up, listening intently. He recognized the pain and uncertainty in Thunder's voice, feeling the weight of his uncle's fears. Before he could offer any words of comfort, Hourglass, a mystical and ancient wolf, materialized before them. His shimmering coat seemed to dance with moonlight, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Thunder," Hourglass spoke gently, his voice laced with guilt. "I went to the 9th month in my dreams. I saw a vision that your son will be slashed across the face, leaving three permanent scars. But fear not, for he will still retain his ability to see." Thunder's eyes widened, a mixture of shock and anguish flooding his expression. Hourglass, sensing the heaviness in the air, lowered his gaze in sorrow. "What has become of this once beautiful world where we, the wolves, reside?" Thunder lamented, his gaze lost in the vast expanse of the night sky. "And what has become of our beloved Exo Planet?" Hourglass's wise eyes met Thunder's, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "The world is changing, Thunder. We find ourselves amid the chaos of war and uncertainty. But remember, even amidst the darkest times, there is always hope. Our pack must stand together, fighting not only for our survival but for the preservation of our values and the beauty that still remains." Luhan, unable to contain his thoughts any longer, interjected. "Thunder, your son's scars will not define him. They will be a testament to his resilience and strength. As wolves, we wear our battle scars proudly, for they remind us of the hardships we have overcome." Thunder's expression softened as he absorbed Luhan's words. The weight on his heart began to lift, replaced with a newfound determination. He looked at Hourglass, gratitude etched into his gaze. "Thank you, Hourglass," Thunder said, his voice steady and resolute. "Your vision may have brought pain, but it has also granted me the gift of preparation. I will ensure that my son is equipped not only with physical training but with the wisdom and courage to face whatever lies ahead." Hourglass nodded, his eyes shimmering with pride. "You are a true leader, Thunder. Your love for your pack and your unwavering spirit will guide them through the darkest of times." As the moon continued to cast its ethereal glow on the wolves gathered beneath the Tree of Life, a renewed sense of purpose enveloped them. Together, they would face the challenges that awaited them, standing tall against the trials of war and nurturing the beauty of Exo Planet within the depths of their souls.
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Tpotol book 1:The Second Child
FantasyLuhan, a young wolf with a keen intuition, always had a sense that something extraordinary was going to happen one day. He shared this feeling with his older brother, Xiumin. They were both aware that one day, their lives would be forever altered wh...
