𝔖𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱

When they reach the den, three young wolves tumble out to greet them. Solar Night, a charming pup with stunning icy-blue eyes and a black coat shimmering in shades of pink and purple, steps forward first. His gaze is curious, almost as if he's sizing up the traveler.

Milky Way, an optimistic pup whose bluish-grey fur is speckled with white, making him look like a living night sky, bounds over with an infectious energy. "Hi there!" he chirps, his excitement evident in every wag of his tail.

Cosmic Laine, the most sociable of the trio, comes up last. Her funky, colorful fur catches the light in a way that's almost mesmerizing. She nudges Solar Night playfully, "Don't scare them off with those serious eyes, Solar! We're supposed to make them feel welcome!"

Moon Watcher laughs, a sound that echoes through the trees. "See? Told you they're a handful. But they're good pups, each with their own special spark. Stick around long enough, and you'll see just how close they are, despite not sharing blood." The barn owl swoops down, perching on Moon Watcher's back, its large eyes blinking slowly as it observes the interaction.

The pups continue to chatter, clearly enjoying the attention of the new visitor, while Moon Watcher stands by, her presence both protective and a little overbearing.