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“My instincts say you’re close,” he smiles. “And when it comes to shifting—”
“Follow your instincts,” the omega pouts.
“Good, pup,” he laughs.
They finally make it to the clearing and Sebastian sets down the leather bag he brought with him. He packed a few snacks, some water, and a couple of pairs of extra clothes, knowing that they could be out here for the rest of the day.
“It’s so—pretty,” the omega smiles as she walks around the small clearing.
The rain has tapered off to a drizzle around them, making everything all grey and green and hazy. The clearing is surrounded by large pine trees on all sides. The shade from the pine trees makes it impossible for grass to grow here, so the entire forest floor here is covered in soft green moss. And between the trees and the moss, th
