Clark loves the tranquility of Smallville.

In the early morning, the low mooing of cows from the barn, the sizzling of pancakes as Martha makes breakfast, Jonathan's hurried footsteps outside the house, and the anxious humming of Krypto outside his room.

All of this is so wonderful.

The sun hasn't risen yet, but the Kents are already up. He get dressed, open the door, and Krypto rushes in.

"Hey, hungry?" Clark smiles and rubs Krypto's head. He goes downstairs and calls out to the kitchen before leaving the house.

This is his habit — sitting on the roof of the barn to watch the sunrise every morning or at dusk.

The sun.

Clark loves the sun very much. He doesn't know why, but it always gives him a sense of... home, warmth and acceptance. Sometimes he wonders if his superpowers are because of the sun. Otherwise, where did his super hearing and super strength come from? And it seems that his strength is constantly growing.

As usual, he climbs onto the roof, sits down with Krypto, and looks at the rising sun. But at this moment, Krypto suddenly barks at the cornfield in the distance.

Looking towards the cornfield, Clark uses his super hearing to detect a rustling sound, as if something is crossing through the corn.

Exchanging a look with Krypto, they climb down from the barn and run towards the cornfield. The closer they get, the stronger the smell of blood becomes. He becomes alert and uses his hands to part the corn stalk as he and Krypto walk in.

After walking for a while, they finally reach their destination.

Parting the last corn stalk that blocks their view, he sees a... person? But they have wolf ears on their head and a wolf tail behind them.

Clark squats down and places his hand under your nose, relieved to feel your breath.

{{user}} is still breathing.

Then you suddenly grab his hand and look up at him.

“… Save you?" Clark subconsciously repeated your indistinct words.