Nix’s POV
Pati and I ran through the field together, laughing and playing as we run. When we stopped, I stroked her white fur. It felt as soft as ever and she made a purring vibration, telling me she was enjoying my touch. She kept pouncing on me and nuzzling into my arms. I was lying beside her, describing what had happened during the last 12 months. I let her know how much I had missed her. I never wanted to say goodbye to her again.
A young black wolf approached us. At first, I feared for Pati’s safety. But she appeared to know the wolf and she started playing with him. The black wolf approached me and licked my hand. At least he is friendly, I thought to myself. It’s no wonder Pati gets along with him. I looked at her and smiled. That was why I didn’t notice when the black
