[LittleMissC]

KK 'No Going Back' continues here....

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The looming fir tree swallowed the moon in a pinch of eyrie blackness. Crisp, pale snowflakes danced softly on his muzzle, teasing Leo’s wispy dark fur. Those crystal eyes lapsed, drowsy, sleepy, dreamy.
His legs had betrayed him, his wounds burned, his charcoal eyelids weak from lack of sleep. But a wave of happiness gently gripped the Lionheart Wolf, like a strong paw resting on his muzzle. He was here. There. Successful. He had reached the summit of Peak 4.
‘I did it!’ He exclaimed, excitement tingling through his body, ‘I really, really did it! I climbed Peak 4! I am the first wolf to ever reach the top!’
And as he heard the sweetened words, all his wounds seemed to melt, his fears dampened, defeated.
Gazing around him, the Rebel admired his surroundings, savouring that oh-so-amazing taste. Slowly, the black clouds that feathered his vision ebbed away, so discreetly he barely noticed, disappearing into an empty hole with every other dark fear.
‘I can see!’ Leo cried, fresh tears dampening his eyes, ‘I can really see! I’m not blind anymore!’
After so many moons spent blindly wondering, his vision had returned.
And there it was. What he had longed for, dreamed for, wished for. What he had cried for, howled for, would have died for. His life, his home, his everything. Quadron. Alpha Cliff shimmering in the moonlight, the Forest of Pines towering and dark. Caribou swimming across the plains, thundering on gravely hooves. The River, like a silver ribbon strewn across the valley, and crystal-blue snow teasing the soft ground. Leo’s jaw broke into a smile- he could see home!
And around that valley, there were many other Quadrons, all the same, but unique. Other packs. Other places. Other lives. His world could have been different, not better, just different. Some other place. Some other time. Why had it come to this?