It didn't matter which world he was in, which land he was calling home, no matter how many years past, or what strange things happened.
On his knees, on the rooftop of an apartment block in the 10th Kingdom, wedding ring on his finger, cubs at his sides, wife looking on, Wolf still found himself called to the moon, compelled to howl out all that he felt, which was always so much.
And to his ears, the moon howled back, keening beautifully for only him and his kind to hear, and no matter what world he was in, that world made perfect sense.
Wolf Moon (10th Kingdom, Wolf)
On his knees, on the rooftop of an apartment block in the 10th Kingdom, wedding ring on his finger, cubs at his sides, wife looking on, Wolf still found himself called to the moon, compelled to howl out all that he felt, which was always so much.
And to his ears, the moon howled back, keening beautifully for only him and his kind to hear, and no matter what world he was in, that world made perfect sense.