Luna Girl & The Fox Boy

Eight paws padded swiftly through the fluffy, and freshly fallen winter snow. Leaving a number of prints trailing from a humble hiding place up the top of a hill looking over a small village of humans.

"What are we doing Nick? I'm freezing!" The little fox protested, orange ears laid back and fog exiting her nose with each breath.
The black wolf, who was signifactly larger than her smirked as he looked down on his smaller counter part.
"I told you it would be worth it. Today is the day."

At this, the vixen's ears perked up.
"It is? How do you know?" She questioned, never failing to raise a brow to her male canine companion's judgment.

He shrugged, smirk still everly present across his muzzle. "Maverick may have told me."

"You spoke to Maverick? Ugh! That fiend!" She exclaims, jealous that her own mentor didnt inform her of whats to come.
In fact she hadnt heard from Vulpes for several years. In true vixen fashion, the goddess enjoyed going ghost. Lurking and observing from a distance.
The wolf was chuckling under his breath at the foxes dramatic response. She huffed and stamped on his large paw with her tiny one. Probably hurting herself more than him.
"Oh Lilah." He said, leaning down to nuzzle into her neck and embrace. She gladly accepted, closing her eyes and allowing herself a moment to breathe and bring herself and her mind back from the spirit world. Orange and black fur clashed as they wrapped themselves around one other, not only enjoying the warmth they gave eachother but the feeling of the unmistakable bond between them.

Then the sun began to peek over the horizon, warming them even more as they looked out onto the human village.
Two sets of ears fluttered to attention as the sound they had been waiting for resounded up to their souls. Babies. Crying. New born human babies. The chosen. One boy and one girl. Born in two houses on each side of the village. They were to become the next generation of lycans and make history once again.