𝕽𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗 & 𝕿𝖎𝖉𝖊

In a serene, lush meadow, two wolves named River and Tide lay contentedly, their fur gently ruffling in the warm morning breeze. The sun cast a soft, golden light upon them, making their eyes gleam with a deep, iridescent blue. River, the larger of the two, opened his mouth in a wide yawn, revealing sharp, white teeth. Tide, slightly smaller than River, nuzzled his companion affectionately before stretching luxuriously. The meadow was their sanctuary, their home; a place where they could be free from the judgmental stares of other animals.

They had been born with a unique affinity for water, and their bond had strengthened over the years as they explored the nearby river and lake together. River's coat was the color of the flowing river, while Tide's fur was the hue of the ocean waves. They were inseparable, always sticking together, their lives intertwined like the roots of two ancient trees.

As they lazily rose to their feet, they noticed a small, clear stream trickling through the meadow, its cool water gurgling merrily as it wound its way towards a dense grove of trees. The grove seemed to beckon to them, inviting them to investigate its hidden secrets. Without a word, they began to wander towards it, their heads held high, their ears perked, alert for any sign of danger.

The stream grew wider as they approached the trees, forming a small pool where the water gathered before continuing its journey downstream. River and Tide hesitated for a moment, exchanging curious glances, before deciding to venture into the shallow water. It felt cool and refreshing against their fur, and they relished the feeling of weightlessness as they splashed about in the pool.

The dense foliage of the grove provided ample shade, creating a peaceful oasis within the meadow. They explored every nook and cranny, their noses leading them to interesting scents and hidden treasures. Tiny birds flitted between the branches, twittering to one another as they went about their daily routines. River and Tide, ever curious, watched the birds intently, marveling at their grace and agility.

The deeper they ventured into the grove, the more they discovered. A small, secluded clearing hidden behind a thicket of berry bushes held the remains of a long-abandoned den. Moss and lichen covered the crumbling walls, and the scent of old leaves and earth filled the air. They poked their heads inside, peering into the darkened chamber, fascinated by the history that lay within these crumbling walls.

As they continued to explore, they stumbled upon a hidden spring bubbling up from beneath a rocky outcropping. The water was cool and refreshing, and they drank deeply, lapping up the crystal-clear liquid. River nudged Tide playfully, splashing water over his back before taking a turn to drink himself. The water revitalized them, giving them newfound energy to explore further.

The deeper they ventured into the grove, the more they discovered. A network of small caves wound their way through the roots of the trees, their dark interiors beckoning to the two river otters. Cautiously, they poked their heads inside, their eyes adjusting to the dim light as they explored the twisting passageways. The caves were cool and damp, and the sound of water dripping echoed softly off the rocky walls.

As they continued their journey, they came upon a hidden waterfall, its cascading waters tumbling over a ledge and splashing into a crystal-clear pool below. The waterfall was surrounded by ferns and moss-covered rocks, creating a serene oasis within the heart of the grove. River and Tide gazed in awe at the beauty before them, their whiskers twitching as they breathed in the scent of the mist rising from the pool.

You were ready to rejoice the rare birth of twins, until a dreadful realisation overcame your joy—you notice the puppies are joined at the hip. New Puppies seem to be eager to suckle milk nonetheless, so you embrace them in a loving snuggle.