Otis's POV:
After some intimate warmth we left the top of the hill.
I always remember the location of the mountain, which was in the direction of the sun, and when we wanted to come here, we just had to follow the brightness of the sky.
We once again transformed into wolves and ran inside the forest, the sound of the wind around us seemed to herald our location, and the sound of the leaves being blown cheered our return.
We only needed to follow the opposite direction of the sun, and we were able to follow a straight line directly back to the Blue-moon Pack.
The light of the sky was slowly becoming warm, and when we returned to the wolf pack, it was almost noon time.
The fences damaged by the sharp claws were repaired, and the debris and blood on the ground had disappeared.
The Blue
