Xorran did not give up as well. No matter how many rejections he had received from Ellio, he was still asking for a kiss. Every refusal only seemed to make the wolf smile wider, much to the human's annoyance.
By the time they reached the most elevated part of the bridge, the teasing had finally settled. From there, Ellio could see the rest of the huge wolf village stretching beneath them. Small figures moved along the streets, carrying baskets, tending to stalls, and going about their everyday chores. The distant sounds of laughter, conversations, and bustling activity drifted through the air, bringing life to the scenery below.
The human leaned slightly against the railing and smiled at such a nice view. There was something comforting about watching everyone busy with their daily lives,
