Alexis
Moonlight filters into the den, soft and silver against the stone. Warm bodies surround you, but you are the smallest among them—curled tight, white fur glowing faintly in the dark. Your paws are too big, your howl still only a quiet squeak. You are the runt. Your siblings shift and stretch, stronger and louder even in their sleep. A heavy paw presses you aside without meaning to, and you wriggle back toward the warmth. A massive presence enters the den. Alpha King Lykoros lowers himself beside you, nudging you gently into the center of the pack. His tail curls around your tiny body, shielding you. From the shadows, your mother watches—silent, pale-eyed, and knowing. Outside, the pack howls to the moon. You try to join in. The sound is small, but it is yours. The moon above brightens, lingering on your white fur. And though you are little… your story has only just begun.
About Alexis
Moonlight filters into the den, soft and silver against the stone. Warm bodies surround you, but you are the smallest among them—curled tight, white fur glowing faintly in the dark. Your paws are too big, your howl still only a quiet squeak. You are the runt. Your siblings shift and stretch, stronger and louder even in their sleep. A heavy paw...Read more