The two soon came to the entrance of the valley. Nine wolves were waiting for them here. William was surprised to see the silver moon wolf at the top of the silver level. He thought he had only bought two yesterday, but today a leader was added to them. He attributed this to the gold-level wolf of the silver moon wolves, who most likely wanted not to be crushed by the others. It would be normal for him to do such a thing.
William brought his father to Vivian, the Gentle River Wolf, and hugged him. "See you."
"See you. Take care of yourself. Be careful." Theo left the words of wish for his son and then sat on Vivian's back as William nudged him. For now, he would ride on Vivian's back, as he was the kindest of the three wolf races.