The night was not yet late, the sound of the nocturnal beasts shouted from a distance, and the sound of the waterfall gurgled continuously. The sound of a fire located not far from them continued to crackle, and the light began to dim because no one had added firewood to it.
Iris can barely close her eyes tonight, she sleeps next to Morgan, and Alita sleeps in a tree far from them both in her bat form, while Michelle still looks pathetic in the root cage made by Iris.
The female wolf silently cursed Morgan for treating her like a puppy, she wanted to run but was powerless to penetrate the magic roots that Iris had, so she turned her body and buried her head deep between her knees.
"Iris," Morgan mumbled when he realized that the noise that had made him half-awake from his sleep was coming from the Witch next to him. "Sleep."
