Third Person POV
He ran, his powerful legs pumping through the air, the wind billowing through his fur, the moonlight showing the way through the endless trees and piles of dirt. He inhaled the smell of pine as he kept pace with the small grey wolf beside him, nuzzling him affectionately, Dante's wolf was a lot smaller than Shadow, who was large and black, almost fading into the shadows of the night. While Shadow could have gone a lot faster, he slowed his pace for his mate, Logan occasionally taking back control as they raced each other, rolling around and playing like playful puppies.
With great reluctance, they returned to the pack house and shifted back to human form, shivering slightly in the cold. Dante shivered greatly and Logan chuckled as they threw back on their clothes that t
