Landon lay his head weakly on the ground. His caramel-brown eyes were full of accusations.
It is all your fault that I became like this.
Look at what I have gone through.
I suffered so much... Ronan...
Beowulf gave Landon a playful bite and nudged the latter's muzzle with his own. Landon whimpered. He wanted to stand up but Beowulf was still pinning him down with his weight.
Landon licked at Beowulf's face a few times to coax him to get up from his body. Eventually, once Beowulf felt that Landon was not going to run away anymore, he got up and Landon scrambled to his feet.
The two wolves stared at each other. Beowulf nuzzled against Landon's neck, asking for some love. Landon opened his mouth and gave Beowulf a gentle bite on his neck.
