Under the moonlight....

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After we ran from the humans, I realized that Yuma was back from Alaska and for some reason I sense that very well. When we got back to the pack, I knew that I don't belong here and so I left to see the beautiful moonlight again once more. Then I heard a wolf behind me. It was Yuma. He asked why I was all alone and sat right next to me. I told him the whole story and when I finished, he was pretty amazed of what an adventure I've had. Then I laid my head down in between my paws. I was so tired of drama and love and jealousy. Then Yuma put his muzzle on my neck and told me to put my head on his chest. I was blushing madly, I thought my face turned completely red. Then we looked at each other and touched our muzzles together. Then we looked at the moonlight. We stared at it for a few minutes, then we fell asleep. A few hours later, I smelled smoke. I thought someone was camping,but I was wrong. There was a forest fire heading towards the pack. I woke up Yuma to tell him that there was a forest fire. Then we left the cliff and ran to the pack to warn Molly and Dakari.

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