47 | Training
Ricardo let out a deep breath, grumbling under his breath as he picked the small rocks from the pads of his paws. 'Five minutes.' Micheal, his wolf, reminded. 'I know.' Ricky sighed, closing his eyes as he took in the chilly breeze. 'They'll be here soon.' The wolf barked urgently. 'I know.' The teen repeated, his eyes peeking open just enough to watch as the multi-colored leaves fell from their branches. They both went quiet, the only sound surrounding them was the whistling of the wind and the rustling of dead leaves landing in their own personal graves amongst the rest of their fallen comrades. 'Two minutes...' Micheal taunted, one of their ears twitching at the sound of a twig snapping a few meters away from where they were resting. His head turned in the direction of the sound, all
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