The High-Pitch Voice

Tonia had shifted to her wolf form in front of Rosina. She had a brown-colored wolf that had yellowish lines on her back. She was smaller compared to Rosina's wolf height.

Their wolves started sniffing each other's scent, but Tonia couldn't smell anything from Rosina.

'Tonia smelled like apples,' Rosina thought after sniffing Tonia's scent. 

"Woof!" Tonia's wolf jumped twice with excitement and wagged her tail. Her head gestured for Rosina to go in a specific direction before walking behind her back.

Tonia could feel the dominance leaking out of Rosina's wolf, even though it had been suppressed to prevent anyone from noticing.

Rosina howled before she started running. She could feel the air hitting her fur, and the feeling was making her cry in pleasure.

'Finally, I feel free!' Rosina thought and yelped in happiness.