"What is troubling you?"
The voice that suddenly came from behind made Qiong Xing lift his head from where he had been looking down.
When he turned around, he saw Fenrisúlfr in his usual adorable puppy form walking toward him.
"It is still too early to be awake. The air is cold."
It was indeed still early.
Rather, it was the middle of the night.
However, Qiong Xing had been unable to fall back asleep.
Since he was already awake, he carried Fenrir outside and sat on the swing he had built some time ago.
"Were you thinking about what I said earlier today?"
Qiong Xing smiled softly instead of answering and beckoned Fenrisúlfr closer.
"Fenrir, it's cold. Can you get bigger?"
"...That is exactly what I have been saying. Very well."
The overprotective Fenrisúlfr sighed in exasperation, but returned to his original size and lay down, wrapping himself around Qiong Xing, who was sitting on the ground, as though sheltering him.
"It's warm. Thank you."
