Back in the Nursery, Caspian was regretting his life choices.
He was currently sitting in a plush armchair, trying to read a book titled Advanced Void Theory, while five children caused chaos around him.
Vali, the Wolf Cub, was currently in the middle of a very important mission.
He was in love.
Well, as much in love as a six-year-old wolf could be. He thought Clover was the best thing since sliced ham. She was soft, she smelled like flowers, and she had big ears.
Vali smoothed down his messy hair. He puffed out his chest. He marched over to where Clover was unpacking her bag.
"Hey," Vali said, leaning against the bedpost and trying to look cool. (He looked like a puppy trying to pose for a photo).
Clover looked up, blinking her big brown eyes. "Hi, Vali!"
"That bag looks heavy," Vali grunted, pointing at her giant carrot-shaped backpack. "Too heavy for a… uh… rabbit."
"It's okay!" Clover chirped. "It's mostly stuffed animals. And emergency snacks."
