We only stopped to eat and drink once around midday, but it was quick with no words said. From the look on the other’s faces, they do not take these kinds of breaks often. Not even for food and drink, making me realize that this was only done for me.
Before I can dwell too much on that, I’m on the Wicked Wolf’s back again and darting through the woods at a speed that made it feel like we were flying.
There were a few times when I accidentally rubbed my n a k e d self against the soft fur of the Wicked Wolf, and he almost threw me off his back every single time it happened.
On a particularly sharp turn and I had to press all of me against him, he growled ferociously, his darkened eyes flashing as he whipped his head back to look at me.
“What is wrong with you?” I snapped, nearly dangli
