house startled him. Zara was there? But how? How did she get past

with a small, shy smile. Lowell took another step a

o be his interloper; she was a savage, a demon fox who would kill anyone who

ould love and who she would be proud to introduce to everyone in the village. Who would b

tened with tears. Damn, he woul

neously so strange because she was not a she-wolf. It was a mix of earth freshly c

, so she moved a little closer. Her eyes were worried this time; she was

who looked so we

ell pointed at her.

his time more curious, and she bent her he

kill his interconnected ones? Lowell's eyes widened as

closer to smell him. Lowell took another step away but stumbled, and Zara

oing to kill

ng him like a dog. Her nose dug into his neck, and he whinnied with la

e stared at him as if she had seen something interesting, an

ngerous wolf." She said this, squ

swallow

, showing his empty hands. Zara poi

eated it and gave her th

ldn't speak of his real reason for being there; if Z

ll her right there, but he could never do s

him that there would be no problem, he knew that he would be seen as a weak man by his village, and if he took Zara with

y close to his, her golden eyes shining. God... How

uge trees. She grunted and stood up, still looking up

rything

igh, and Lowell wondered i

beckoning him to follow her. Lowell sighed; after all, he had n

e man-bears that she believed to be dead appeared to have just passed out. Lowell watched in

panic. One of them had a broken arm, and all contained abrasions and bleeding

se!" They sho

st was cursed!" Anoth

d at Zara, who was smiling and amused at the scene. The fox pointed to where the o

orted the sound, just as it did the hiss. He was more relieved that she hadn't

thing of that region, it was a step of confidence to be

e. Zara looked at him and smiled; she waved again to follow him, and finally,

beautiful place. There was a waterfall above several huge rocks that formed a staircase. On the other side of the river were trees adorned by autumn in vari

er hand, and approached Lowell. Her eyes were shi

t? This place is

g the landscape, but his

his place? It's so far

shows me the paths that few know. In addition, I have a fast-mo

still not full

? You mean you

ed, shakin

erhuman speed. It's a characteristic of foxes.

ing a mixture of re

How can you be my interlocutor? I always imagined it

him, placing a gentle

he way we expect. Sometimes fate holds surprises for us. Maybe I'm not what

earching for answers and finding

nk. This is all very con

ngly, removing her hand

e if you want to talk or if you have any questions

looking again at the stunni

oment alone to organize my thoughts. Bu

ly, respecting L

henever you wan

he walked away, Zara stood there, watching him with a mixture of hope and concern. She understood that

the leaves to dance through the air. She looked down at the running river

come all the differences and challenges that came their way. She believed that there was

ace he needed. She knew that this journey was just beginning and that the re

e edge of the river. His eyes reflected

t deny the connection that exists between us. No matter what I have previously imag

elief and joy. She approached

future, but together, we can face any challenge that

As the moonlight shone down on them, Lowell and Zara stood there, side by side, looking at the horizon.