The giant black wolf hops down from the rock he was on. Was he there waiting for us the whole time? With a graceful but powerful thud he starts stalking towards us, circling us like prey. Our silver-grey hair shines the lightest blue under the moon. My heart is racing a mile a minute. This is not what I expected when coming out from our hidey hole.
He towers over us a good 3 feet and has a blue tint to his fur just like ours. Like we were made 2 of the same whole, split in half. His eyes shine bright blue, on his right eye he has a pretty deep scar. He has a wrist band that reflects the blue moon's light. I can’t quite make out what is on it, because he is forever moving in circles around us. He’s moving in closer and my heart beats faster. He is big, black, and handsome. I can’t help bu
