Selene's POV~
The wolf did not answer me and instead looked like I was talking to him in a language he couldn't understand. A sigh escapes my lips, realizing it is really useless to ask him.
It's better if I go back to my place; staying here is not safe.
"Alright," I muttered, brushing the dirt from my cloak as I stood. "That's it. I've done my good deed for the night. Now go back to your home, where you came from."
But he didn't move.
Instead, he wobbled to his paws—still shaky, but stubborn—and padded after me as I turned away. His claws clicked softly against the roots and stones, his tiny paws barely making a sound, but I could feel him trailing me like a shadow.
I stopped. Spun around and narrowed my eyes at his clumsy attempt.
He froze instantly, ears perked, tail swishing once before drooping under my glare.
"You're seriously following me?"
A tiny whine.
