The stars shone as Blair felt the cold wind sweep up her fur, she closes her eyes for they dried up by the wind. She leads herself onto a clearing, the moon clear and bright, howls of distant wolves are heard. She felt herself drawn to the mystique of the moon and yet she felt the voice of wisdom whisper in her ear. Closing her eyes, she felt herself drift into the world of the Arcana, the cards laid out in front of her paws, the Moon and the Magician joked around with each other, the mischievous yet smart behavior of the magician brought the Moon laughter. Another card is pull out, the High Priestess, she is in control and the Moon and the Magician are with her, one her left hand and the other her right hand. Patient and intuitive she is, balance she is. The High Priestess claims herself onto Blair, telling of prophecies of a new pack, of the wolves Blair will lead to howl at the Moon, and hold the knowledge of the Magician. But the Magician is tricky, and thus she must be careful.
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STORIES PRESENT:
"How the Hermit convinced the High Priestess of the alliance."
