Moz's POV,
"You don't know... unless you try"
I turned in the direction of the voice and found that it was...Raal.
Once again drunk with his wolf by his side.
"What do you mean?" I asked, He picks up a bowl and began to drink something.
When done swallowing it all, he belched loudly before laughing afterwards, his laughter disrupted the calm and solemn atmosphere at the lakeside.
His laughter was more like he was mocking himself than expressing happiness.
He then looked at me before standing up to leave, he said, "You know what I am talking about, if you don't... it's also fine, just know that if you continue like this without letting him know, you'll just end up like...me".
"..." Silent, I watched his retreating back only for him to fall and his wolf snorted at him, leaving without looking back.