One shot 5.

Part 1.

Another Muerte centered oneshot. And his general opinion on children. This also will be Vida centered in some parts, but mostly muerte.

Warning: mentions death, Including child death. There is also mentions of child abuse.

Anyway, have a good time!


It was reminiscent of many times before. The grim reaper wore his black coat, carrying his sharp and deadly twin sickles. He walked through the Spanish town of San Ricardo. It was very lively, the stores were full, the townspeople were busy with their daily lives.

And of course there were children.

Death found children to be strange.

It's not like he despised them or hated them for that matter. He just couldn't find himself to like them in particular. Mostly because their innocence was something uncanny to him. He didn't really understand what childhood was supposed to benefit when you were just going to be an adult for the rest of your life. Vida had told him that innocence was supposed to help them love and be accepting. But in his mind he thought it only ever made them more weak, or more likely to be manipulated.

So isn't it a coincidence that he was now walking over to the orphanage of this town?

Lobo was requested to go pick up a soul there. He could tell it was fragile and still holding on to its body. Lobo assumed it was suffering, since the soul seemed to be quivering. Well, at least death was near to end this child's suffering. It didn't matter the age, death came for all

Now it's not like he wasn't sympathetic towards children when their time was up. To live for such a short amount of time to only have it cut off. How depressing really.

He walked to the entrance of the Building and snuck into the hallways at ease, he even passed by the eating room where all the kids were currently sitting. They all looked lively and happy, all very chatty and happy….

Which was strange to him considering that he can sense someone suffering in the building? Were they just not aware? That someone's soul was on the edge of death itself? He decided to look further….

After making a turn in the hallways, eventually he found the child rooms, each of them having six to seven beds each. The walls were brightly covered with orange painted walls and nicely done spanish themed decor. Lobo knew he was getting closer, the souls he sensed were getting stronger.

Eventually he turned to a room at the end of the hall, all the beds were all empty except the one at the end of the window. It looked like a small child. Lobo walked in.

While stepping in, the closer he got he realized it wasn't just a small child. It was an anthropomorphic animal child, a dog to be specific. She had dark curly hair and was wearing a small white nightgown that reached to her toes. The child had light hazel colored fur and a dark brown muzzle. Her eyes were green, but they were also damaged. Immediately the pup noticed him standing over bed, she yelped in fear. He made shushing noises to calm her down.

"I'm not going to harm you…" Well, it wasn't a lie. He had no intention of harming this child. But unfortunately she was dying, for reasons he could see clearly. She was deeply sick, her fur looked tattered and seemed to be falling off. The girl's tail, he noticed, was missing fur. Half of it was pink. She also looked very thin and frail, she was basically a skeleton.

" W-who are?" The pup whimpered. "Are you the doctor? Madre Imelda left to go get a doctor. She was very scared for me. So are you him?" The wolf shook his head.

"No." He replied simply. "I'm not, I'm here to….." What could he say to ease her? He didn't want her screaming and crying. The last thing he liked seeing was grief or emotional pain. It would be worse if her crying grabbed the attention of the other children. So much screaming. Pain, and agony….

"I'm here to end your suffering." he crouched down to make himself look less intimidating. He Whispered in a comforting tone " I'm here to take you away."

The girl blinked, her ears perked in curiosity. "You're going to take me away? To make me feel better?" He nodded. "Okay uhm…when do we leave?" she coughed out a little more.

Huh, Well that was easy. The Grim reaper was sure that the child wouldn't come.

"Right now." he was about to grab the pups hand, one touch could immediately take her breath away. It is so simple, like falling asleep. The child's eyes widened and backed up "W-wait!"
He stopped and narrowed his eyes. What?

"I need to say goodbye to my sister! I can't just leave without saying goodbye." The child chipped. Lobo Blinked, so apparently the little runt had a sister, go figure. He was thinking about the internal reaction that sister might have to seeing this pup dead….

Lobo cringed and shook his head. "No that can't happen, I'm sorry. It's better this way, kid, you can't say goodbye to your sister." The pup began to whimper. Fuck.

"B-but She'll be sad once I leave, w-we've always stuck together.!" Sniff " I won't go unless I say goodbye!" The pup looked like she was about to break into a waterfall of hot tears. Lobo began to groan, kids! This is why he can't stand children!

"Okay, Okay!" he was trying his best to not growl at the kid to be quiet. "Listen, you can't say goodbye to your sister because we're going somewhere secret. It's to help make you feel better." god where was Vida when he needed her? Not that she would be any better with children but at least she would have the patience for them. He lacked patience with kids, they were always so whiny and crying whenever he took their souls off to the afterlife. That's why he usually avoided children unless it was urgent that they needed to pass on. Like this little pup, she was dying and was only going to suffer if he didn't make this quick.

"Can you say goodbye then?" Wait what.

"Can you say goodbye to my sister for me? If you won't let me do it, then maybe you can come back and tell her where I went. That'll be back for her." Lobo felt himself cringe even more. No, just no, he couldn't do that. Not only would that lead to him dealing with another whiny puppy, but he'll also have to see grief within that sister. Muerte doesn't have the time to do that either. He's Death, he had work to do. His job made him very busy, he can't just stop for one child-

The pup whimpered. "Please…?" She gave him "the puppy eyes" despite Muerte being an emotionally strong individual, he found himself unable to resist.

"Fine."


Well won't this be fun?

After he took the girl's soul he decided to wait a few days, he came back to meet this "sister". Part of him felt pity towards some of the children who had to experience the funeral. They barely understood death or tragedy, and now one of their little friends was gone. But he shouldn't feel bad, he's done this millions of times before. Muerte isn't even sure why he agreed to do this. But he made a promise and he wasn't about to break it. Death never broke anything he promised.

Right now he was waiting outside the cemetery, the graves looked hundreds of years old. The mile long mass fills with graves, it's not something unfamiliar to Death. He knows cemeteries well, he's been to many funerals and has seen many people grieve. In a twisted way, cemeteries brought him some comfort. It was reassuring to know that some of the people he put to rest were in peace.

He walked inside the cemetery, his pulsing red eyes searching for the sister he was looking for.

He seen a child crouched over a newly dug grave, he could tell it was an anthropomorphic dog from where he was standing. That was her. Time to get this over with.

He walked over to the child, she was crying. His facial features softened. He once again felt pitiful, he took this child's sibling away. Now he had to say the last words of said sibling to this crying child. He forced himself to speak.

" Are you alright little pup?"

The puppy looked up at him, she….looked just like the sick pup. Just a more healthy looking version. But he also noticed that she didn't have ears. He wondered if they were twins? The girl looked up at him in fear just like her sick sibling did a few days prior. Part of him wonders if this is a good idea.

Sniff "W-Who are? Señor?" The girl was in a funeral dress, the fur on her face was wet from tears. He noted that she also looked very tired, probably from stress. "W-what do you want?"
At the moment he tried speaking, but his voice seemed to not work. What was he supposed to say anyway? Should Muerte admit that he's the personification of death? Yeah that'll go well.
To his surprise the anthropomorphic dog girl told him her name.
"My name is Luna!" she began "Are you-d-do you work the graveyard shift here? I-I'm not gonna stay l-long I'-ll go-"

"No, I don't work here."

"Oh."

"I came here with a message….from your sister." Luna's eyes widened, face contorted into a mix between confusion and pain. God this was going to be difficult. He mentally prepared himself for more crying.

"Your sister wanted to say goodbye to you before she…left." He awkwardly mumbled. Luna's eyes widened even more. She stood up from her sitting position, the girl was now standing in front of him.

"Who are you?" She quivered, clearly she was distraught from this new information. "You don't look normal, your eyes are weirdly colored and you smell musky. Why are you wearing that horrible looking coat? It looks horrible." Luna cross-examined him "Are you some type of messenger? Wait…..-"
Well, isn't she just a ball filled with questions? Perhaps he was amused by the girl's curiosity. It isn't every day that a child says that his coat looked ugly.

" Did my sister tell you to say goodbye t-to me before s-she…"

"Yes"

"S-so you were there when she died?"

"..."

Lobo looked away, he didn't want to look at Luna as he nodded.
Silence, it seemed to last for days. Years even. It reminded him of morbid nostalgia, from before the universe was born. All he could hear was silence and the world was empty. Strange…

Luna finally spoke up "Then that means one thing…" The wolf looked down at the dog girl and raised an eyebrow. Oh? What did it mean to this small youths mind? What did she have in mind? Do tell, muerte was very interested….

"You're my sister's guardian angel!"


More silence.

W h a t

No
NO
NOOO

"W-what…? I'm not-"

Where the fuck did that come from? Of all the things he expected to come out of this girl's mouth, THAT was not one of them.

"You're the angel that watches over my sister and me aren't you!? You come by and make sure we are okay!" she jumped up and down.

He closed his eyes and fumed, his brain felt like it was going to hotwire. Why would she just assume- He was not-

Y'know what it didn't matter, he did as he promised and gave Luna's sister's message to her. Now he can leave, and pretend that the universe wasn't bullshitting him right now.

Muerte tried to walk off, but the pup grabbed onto his foot. His eyes widened, he snapped his head towards the child below him, the wolf cursed. Luna still had arms wrapped around him. Her little tail was wagging, and her eyes were litting up in joy. Lobo found himself stuck, he didn't have the gut to peel the child off of him. Just like how he didn't have the gut to say no to Luna's sister. When did he become so vulnerable?

"Please don't go! Please, you're my guardian angel, you can't just leave." His eyes twitched in annoyance.

"Listen…" he clenched his jaw as he spoke "I'm very busy, I don't have time for you. "

Luna's eyes blinked "You watch over other children?"

"Yeah, Yeah, something like that."

"Oh okay." She let go of him, her tail still wagging.

Muerte rolled his eyes, and started walking off.

"You'll come back señor ángel?"

Lobo stopped and looked back at the girl, she looked so happy. Luna's excitement kind of reminded him of Vida's nonchalant attitude. Along with the nativity.

"Maybe…"

"Okay! Goodbye señor!"

Besides Vida. He wished to god that this girl forgot he existed.


Vida was currently watching the whole ordeal from her crystal ball, the sheep thought it was so cute! The way the puppy grabbed her husband's foot and begged him not to go. It melted her heart.

But also made her laugh so hard.

That's why she couldn't wait to tell her beloved that she saw it all.

"Mi amor mi vida, I have returned!" Speak of the devel.

She happily put her crystal ball down and skipped down along the hallway. Vida then turned to the main entrance of her castle to find Muerte hanging up his coat. She wrapped her arms around her lover's neck and kissed his cheek.

He gently caressed her cheek while whispering "My life~"

She placed a hand over his furry cheek, "My death~"

Vida lifts herself up in his arms. He then carried her off.
Despite his loving and content grin, he looked drained. Probably from many weeks of reaping souls and traveling around the world. Sometimes when coming home, he would stay up just for her, just to spend more time with her. He was always willing to push himself just for her. Vida would force him to sleep if she had to. But for now, she would spend some time with him.

"Mi amor?"

He sat down on the bed and gave her a tired smile. She got comfortable on his lap and nuzzled into his soft chest

"Sí?"

"I see you made a little friend back on earth. The little puppy?"

His grin vanished and looked at her baffled "Please Vida, tell me you didn't see th-"

"Oh I saw all of it. Through my cosmic crystal ball" The sheep snorted, she then booped his nose. Lobo groaned as if he was done with everything. She was always so amused when he acted this way. Vida gave him a smug grin as he slapped a hand over his face.

"Vida please, not now." He sighed softly. The sheep playfully pouted. "Oh don't be that way Lobo, it was so precious~ The way she called you a guardian angel! Oh it made my heart melt." She placed a hand over her chest. "The poor thing lost her sister, maybe your presence eased her grief? I just think it's strange how mortals, especially children, get immediately happy after losing a loved one. It's just not like them."

Muerte scoffed, "Vida, the child is just a puppy. No older than 2 years old. That child probably doesn't understand the weight of her own grief yet. Maybe when she grows she will. If anything, She'll probably forget about me as the months pass."

Vida pouted even more. "Mi amor, That girl thinks you're a guardian angel-" Lobo laughed at that. "-Which means you can play it off and act the role she's placed amongst you." Death's eyes bugged out of his skull, so much so that it looked like it could pop out any second. He started to stutter, his usual brooding demeanor looked shattered. Vida couldn't help but grin at that. Only she can make the entity of death lose his composure.

"P-Please tell me you are not serious…" he begged. His ears were down and his shoulders sagged.

"I'm very serious, Muerte, this is an opportunity! I mean, when's the last time a mortal was happy to actually see you? I want you to do this for yourself." Lobo pained. He was shaking his head while stuttering "no".

" I refuse to be a part of this kids life-"

"You don't have to be, you can visit her once a month."

"I can't keep her safe, if she's ever in danger I can't help her. That would be me breaking the rules…"

"Yes it would, You don't have to keep her safe. All you can do is watch her."

Lobo clenched his fists. "Why? Why do you want me to do this? It's not like there aren't other orphan children out there that lost their siblings. Luna is only one child. And I'm Death Vida, why would you send me to look over one child. I'm the worst person to look over her."

"Aww you said her name!"

"Vida I swear to the gods-"

"Alright Alright!...Well I think it's interesting I suppose. How this child sees you as some guardian angel. That's never happened in our entire existence, while you're right. We could brush her off as just another mortal. But in this particular situation I don't want to do that…" She looked at him in a loving manner. "You don't have to do this….it's fine if you don't feel comfortable."

Muerte rolled his eyes. Then he seemed to think about it, deep into thought. It was very cute if she was gonna be honest.

He then exhaled "Fine….."

Vida squealed while hugging him, the wolf rolled his eyes.

"Oh the possibilities! I can't wait to witness them! Oh I wonder what will happen?!" Death only scoffed while Vida giggled at his grumpiness.

To be honest Vida kinda left out a small part about her intentions. She may have left out some details about why she wanted Death to spend time with the pup. While yes she pitied the poor thing for now being alone, and could see that Lobo's presence made her happy for some reason. Vida also wanted her husband to spend time with children more. He always brushed off children when she tried talking about them in conversation. She assumed quickly that he just didn't like youngsters. Which wasn't good. Because well,

She wanted children

Her husband just needed to be near them more, get used to their presence. Then he'd be more open to the idea. Vida would wait and see how Luna's and Muerte's relationship turns out.


Lobo was now regretting agreeing to this, but he didn't have the courage to say no to Vida at that moment. Technically, he could have said no, but the way Vida was encouraging him….

He just finished doing some of his work, currently he was exhausted traveling all the way to San Ricardo. The scorching desert didn't affect him like a normal human, but the coat he was wearing was doing nothing to ease the heat for him. Lobo didn't stop though, he walked on with strength, not wanting to just fall on the sand.

After hours of traveling he eventually made it to the town. At this point he made his way to the orphanage.


He spotted her then, he watched through the window of the eating room. The room was filled with children of all shapes and sizes. But he saw Luna at the end of one of the tables. She seemed to be eating alone, her little tail waggin happily as she wolfed down her soup. Acknowledging that it was amusing that such a little pup could eat a bowl half her size. Wondering why she was also eating it alone, everyone has somebody to talk to. But specifically Luna was alone. Lobo curiously tilted his head. Odd, very odd indeed.

Curious, he waited till all the kids were let out to play outside after lunchtime. All you youthful children screamed in excitement. Except for Luna Death notices. Lobo noticed there was a suspicious looking small ginger cat and a weirdly dressed egg sneaking off in the back of the building. Brushing that off, he quietly snuck into the lunch room and saw Luna tapping her tiny spoon on the table. He noted that the pup looked somewhat sad. To get her attention he whistled….

Luna expanded and looked to Muerte's direction, she smiled. "¡Señor Ángel!" she chirped excitingly. "You came back."

Lobo simply nodded and sat on the other side of the table, far from her. He placed his sickles on it and sighed. Lobo relaxed and asked " Do you have any water?"

Luna blinked, her green eyes seemed to light up at his question. " Why yes we do! Let me go get you some~!" He watched as Luna jumped down from her seat and rushed to the door that he assumed was the kitchen. He heard some pans and pots being thrown, then a glass shattering. Lobo raised an eyebrow at the door's direction. Wondering if he should go see what was happening. Before he could make a decision however, Luna came out holding a bottle that was bigger than her. Luna grunted as she put the bench seat where he was sitting. Lobo gave her a deadpan expression as she then sat right next to the bottle.

"I got your water Señor!" Luna gave him an adorable admiring smile.

Lobo just rolled his eyes and took the glass bottle and muttered a "thankyou" before gulping down the water. Luna starred in admiration while lobo looked away. Feeling awkward that she was just watching him.

" So mister, what are those?" She pointed at his twin sickles. Putting his glass water on the table, sighing. "You ask a lot of questions. It's kind of annoying." Luna frowned.

"Are you some type of angel from heaven? Like do all angels look like wolves? If so, are there ones without red eyes?"

Lobo barked out a laugh "Why aren't you a curious little thing?" He paused, thinking for a moment before facing her. "Tell you what. You answer my question. I'll answer yours. Why were you eating alone here at the table?"

Luna's smile seemed to falter, her head slightly hanged. "Oh..well…I just like eating alone." The wolf nodded his head, tapping his fingers on the table. "And to answer your question, no, not all angels look like wolves."

Vida was the only thing close to an angel to Lobo, she was after all god of the universe. Muerte knew very well about the concepts of angels and god as a whole. The fact that Luna thought death was an angel made him want to laugh. The concept itself was hilarious.

"In fact…." he started." Some of them look like sheep. And maybe a deer." Luna gasped

"A deer? What are they like?"

" Well…she's very persistent and sassy, that's the best way to put it hehe." Muerte was referring to mother nature, the personification of nature.

Luna giggled, "Your funny mister wolf."

Muerte wondered if spending time with the pup would be entertaining after all.


That's when the cycle began. He'd visit once a month to see how Luna was. Sometimes he didn't come visit until a few months, being that his job took up most of his time. In muerte's opinion, Luna was delightful to be around. He found himself amused by her childish claims about him being an angel, sometimes he'd play along with it just for his own amusement. There were also a few things he'd learned from the child. Like how Luna doesn't like talking about her sister, he was amused it was her way of griefing. He also learned that her sister's name was "Amelia". He kind of wished he knew the name before, when he took Luna's sister to the afterlife.

Muerte also learned that Luna didn't like talking about her parents. He'd assumed they were probably dead, but the way she avoided the topic about her parents made him think otherwise. The way she side eyed him specifically. There were also other topics Luna avoided, such as why she didn't have her dog ears. It's likely that they were cropped but she was too young for that. It's not like he was concerned or anything he was just invested that's all…

Currently he was sitting under a small tree near the town, it was nice in the shade after a long day of work.

"Angel Lobo~!"

He looked over to the voice source and saw Luna running up to him with a basket. She was older now, about six years old. Lobo knew that dogs aged differently from humans, especially anthropomorphic dogs. Lobo guessed that she was probably now at least 13 mentally.

"¡Hola perrita…"he mumbled. Noticing the basket he pointed at it " What's in there?" she smiled and set it next to him. " I made you a snack." Lobo's ears perked in interest. No one's ever made him a snack other than Vida, then again no one other than his wife is given that opportunity. "I made you some bread and brought you a bottle of milk!"

He felt warmth in his chest, was she really that thoughtful? No one's ever done that for him other than Vida. Immediately he brushed the feeling off.

" So, how was your day Señor? Watching over more children?" Luna questioned, setting down the bread in his hand.

"The Usual." he replied shortly. Luna raised an eyebrow " Yknow, you never are specific with answers to my questions." Lobo rolled his eyes, here she goes-" I'm serious, you never give me specific details about what you are. I know you're an angel but where do you come from? And do you have any friends other than me?" Jesus christ.

Now he didn't blame her for being suspicious, he's witnessed teenagers act this way before. They were always so accusing. Maybe he could tell Luna a bit about himself and just…twist the truth a little bit.

Smirking he replied in a charismatic tone "I suppose I could tell you about myself. Okay well, Luna, I'm actually married-" Luna gasped

"You're married? Who is she? What's your guy's relationship like?" Luna jumped up and down before grabbing his coat "TELL ME."

Lobo laughed "Well, she's my love and my life…My muse in the world that is muted. She's my everything."

"Is she a wolf like you?" Lobo shook his head "No. She's a sheep."

"Oh."

"As to where I came from, I believe that I was always here. I don't remember how I was created or why. I was probably always here."

Luna stared at Lobo. "You never had parents?" Lobo's smirk faltered as he shook his head. No, he's never had parents, never understood the concept of parenthood in general. Being what he is, the thought of being bound to a child gave him the shivers. Imagine being a parent, and actually having to take care of a child. That sounded like a nightmare.

"Speaking of parenthood…." He looked Luna in the eye, she flinched at the sudden movement. "You never were specific about your parents Luna. Tch, Tch,." Luna looked away then.

"I told you, I don't like talking about them."

"Yknow how it is, I'll tell you something about myself. You tell me something. I've been very fair to you Luna, and I don't like it when others are not."

Luna frowned, her melancholy expression seemed to reveal something deeper in her. Luna all of a sudden jumped on his lap and cuddled in his chest. Lobo didn't push her off.

"My parents are not…dead. It's been so long since I've actually seen them. They weren't very nice to me or my sister." Lobo raised an eyebrow. "They were human, and they adopted us when we were just born. I remember when I was so happy to have human parents. My sister Amelia was adopted with me. At first it was fine, they called us cute and cuddled with us everyday before bed. I Loved them"

" But…when we got older my sister Amelia wasn't the most well behaved. And my parents knew that they didn't want to deal with older dogs. So they dropped us off at the San Ricardo orphanage and never came back."

Lobo deeply frowned at her backstory. He didn't really understand why someone would adopt or have a child, just for them to abandon them. Yes he saw parenthood as a nightmare, but he at least knew that most mortals loved their children despite being trapped. What was the use of having children if they were just going to be a burden? Was it just for self gratification? If that was the case then that was cruel. Disgustingly cruel.

Muerte once again felt pity for Luna, but this time it was mixed with sadness. He didn't really understand her situation. But for someone to be abandoned by their parents and then lose a sibling…

"I'm so sorry that happened…" he whispered gently, softly petting her hair. Luna sniffed, her little muzzle twitching and her green eyes looking as they were on the verge of tears.

Thank you guardian angel. You are so kind."

Lobo's insides twisted


More months passed and Luna got older and more feisty. Eventually she got tired of the orphanage and moved away. Specifically to the Fairytale lands, where mostly fairytale folks lived. Luna's reasons for moving to the forests are questionable. Luna said it was to be around nature, but she knows of its dangers. Luna doesn't care though, she was stubborn like that. Much to Muertes dismay.

Right now he was watching her cottage to make sure she was saf-
Was staying where she was. Yeah, that's it.

He watched as Luna walked out of her basket, probably filled with sweets.

Luna didn't like socializing, he noticed. After months of spending time with her and practically watching her grow up. He realized that Luna was actually quite shy, which was ironic considering how social she was towards him. Which made him wonder if he was her only friend.

Muerte didn't like the thought of that.

Eventually he was gonna leave Luna.

He couldn't keep playing this game of being her "guardian angel" forever. The more time he spent with her, the guiltier he felt.

He took the life of Luna's sister and here he was, pretending to be her friend. Lobo wasn't sure why he kept coming back to Luna, yes he agreed with Vida to do this. But there were times where came to visit Luna without telling Vida. What was wrong with him?

Death wanting to spend time with a mortal? It sounded absurd.

He wondered how long it'll be till Luna finds out the truth.


"I can't keep doing this Vida."

Vida sat on her chair, she was reading a book before she was interrupted by Muerte. Giving him a frown and setting the book down on the table. She responded with "Can't keep doing what?"

"I can't keep lying to her. It isn't right for her."

Vida sighed, "Muerte…If you want to tell her the truth that's fine. But How will she react? I can't imagine that she will be happy with the fact that you are Death."

" I've been lying to her for years at this point. The girl is practically an adult. Eventually she's going to ask. She has already, and I gave her vague answers."

"...You could just leave her." Lobo snapped his eyes at Vida.

"Absolutely Not."

"Mi amor-"

"No, I can't..I just CAN'T."

"Why? Muerte we are gods. Yes I said you can pretend to be her guardian angel. But I didn't think you would get THAT close with her." Vida put a hand on his shoulder to reassure him. "I'm not…going to stop you from cutting her off, but you must know the consequences of loving a mortal-"

"Don't."

"I-"

"I never said I loved her…I just care for her well being. There's a difference."

He was in denial, She could tell. Vida knew her love well enough where she knew when he was refusing his feelings. Vida was wise enough to know the consequences of loving mortals. She gave them short life spans for a reason. While she did want Luna and Lobo to get close. She didn't want her husband getting emotional hurt over one mortal…

"Mi querido esposo, go ahead and tell her the truth then… But try waiting till she gets a little older to do it. Maybe then she'd have a less alarmed reaction if more mature." Vida placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.

He was trembling then.

Vida wasn't sure why, but she gave him a small back rub to comfort him.

Vida knew that she couldn't encourage this any further. This developed far beyond her expectations. Especially for Luna, if the little pup knew about her sister.

Vida could do nothing.

She can only give her husband advice and see the end result.

To be continued…
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