“What shall we do today, Lonī? Lonī, wake up !”

Lonī opened one eye, slowly. The snow-draped peak in the horizon had just started to blush at the touch of dawn. But Quillo was refreshed after a warm night in Lonī’s fur, and was all excited to meet a sparkling new day.

“Good morning, Q.”

“You aren’t fully awake yet,” Quillo tried to push Lonī’s closed eyelid up with his tiny paw.

“I am now, I am,” Lonī yawned, stretched. “Why the rush?”

“There’s so much to do, with you!”

Lonī smiled, nuzzled the prickly ball, “Tell me what your heart wants?”

“Heart? What is heart? Where’s my heart, Lonī?”

The wolf laid his nose on the point of Quillo’s chest where he felt the beat. “Here, feel the throbbing? That's your heart’s music. It says I am. I am.”

Quillo briefly felt his heart. Then dismi

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