i feel the growl rumble deep within him.
he doesn't like the wolves' disobedience.
and i don't like it if he doesn't like it.
he never strays from my side.
they are always watching me.
one eye open at night.
waiting for an opportunity.
there isn't enough game outside of the cave.
prince and i have to travel further every day to catch the smallest of things.
i don't need to hunt.
but he does.
he won't leave me.
so i go with him.
if i didn't, he wouldn't eat.
wouldn't hunt.
all for me.
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Prince of Wolves
Kısa Hikayei hear them howl, for them. for me. for flesh. for blood. and i wonder, i wonder if i'm supposed to feel so empty, so cold. ❄️ #674 in short story - july/august 2017 #216 in my youth - august 2018 -completed