Milo
Milo, usually so quiet and gentle, was a bundle of nerves. His whimpers were muffled by the storm, his eyes wide with fear as he huddled closer to the familiar scent of the barn, a place where he always felt safe. But tonight, even the barn felt vulnerable, its old timber groaning.
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Milo, usually so quiet and gentle, was a bundle of nerves. His whimpers were muffled by the storm, his eyes wide with fear as he huddled closer to the familiar scent of the barn, a place where he always felt safe. But tonight, even the barn felt vulnerable, its old timber groaning.