when flying feels like falling

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The dim rays of light guided the auburn man forward through the thick forest, one he had grown accustomed to, after spending the first few weeks of his arrival in it. The fallen tree trunks laden with moss and fungi, to the thick underbrush where critters foraged for food and laid their heads. Plenty of prey for the taking but Dante found himself uninterested, his belly full from a meal eaten hours ago. He pressed onward, more interested in what the coming night had to offer.

He inhaled. A scent reached his nose and he stopped to inspect it. Another wolf was not far from where he was, and considering its origin, they were by the cliffs. Dante knew that much, but as for why, he was unsure. That uncertainty drew a pale paw forward, and the rest of his body followed without question.

He didn’t keep track of how far he was heading, but when a dark figure entered his vision ahead of him, he drew to an amble. It was hard to tell through the hazy light but when he drew closer, the figure became more clear. A tall, dark man, quite handsome looking, even if Dante couldn’t see his face. He was focused on the cliff just in front of him, and to the auburn man, it looked as though he was fixed to jump.

Why? It was none of his business. But the more he stared, which was only for a few seconds, the more it spiked his interest. He moved forward to announce his presence and walked up to the cliff as the stranger had done, but he ensured to give him a wide berth in case he didn’t react kindly to his approach.

Without hesitation, Dante lowered his head to peer into the abyss, a mere toe away from it, his flank to the stranger in a blatant show of trust. “It’s a shame wolves were never fated to fly,” he mused. He had always thought about it, what it felt like to fly. When he was younger he would watch the birds from the mountaintops as they flew overhead like shooting stars. “But clearly it doesn't stop us from wondering.” He chuckled, looking at the stranger. He smiled curiously and the edges of his teeth peeked out, “How about you? Have you also thought about what it would be like to fly?”

@alexandros