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an ethereal light. The soft breeze carries the scent of fall on the wind towards where two wolves sit in

only visible during two events. The first is the ascension of the new Moon Goddess, who will take the place of the current one once she is old enough. The second is the birth

s the lat

ches over. This is also the day for the two wolves to strike. The Goddess took their daughter from them just after the two h

the wolves hidden in the shadows to strike as the lush forest comes to life. With only a twenty-minute time limit from the moment the forest mater

e shadows along the trees and underbrush of the forest, the orange moon providing enough light to see but also enough shadows for them to hide in. Their s

e, their heartbeats picking up, as they catch low voices conversing. If th

The voice continues. The two guards continue to converse, planning when to bring the new born pup t

teeth at the woman sprawled across a bed of moss, her white hair fanned out behind her and her complexion waning from the hardship of childbirth. Beside the weak woman- the Moon Goddess -is a wooden stump carved into a

ase, leave." She whispers weakly, her hand reaching towards the pup who has now settled down. The larger of the wolves growls menacingly, stoppin

. The smaller wolf knows she has come here to kill the infant pup, but instead of closing her sharp teeth around the little one's neck a

The heartbroken wails of the Moon Goddess follow their retre