"Come here."
I smiled weakly, extending my arm to the cub entrusted to me. It was still whimpering and sauntered towards me. I lifted him up and hugged him. It was small and fluffy, so I stroked it gently while gazing at his mother.
"Ivo, is it possible to bury her?" I looked back, setting my eyes to Ivo, who kept his distance from me. I already felt their presence previously, but they didn't approach me. This was what I admired about Ivo. He knew when and when not to give a person some space.
"With how huge it is, that will be hard." My eyes softened with bitterness, only to raise it at his next words. "Werewolves and Bears don't get along, but since she is your friend and you're not a werewolf. How can we not carry out a proper burial for our luna's dear friend?"
"Ivo..."
Ivo sported a kind smile while nodding. "I knew you will make such a request, so I asked Cyran to call for help."
