Fiona was born under the shimmering silver light of a full moon in the dense, whispering woods. The youngest pup in a litter of five, her striking orange fur made her stand out against the muted browns and grays that surrounded her family. While her siblings tumbled and played with carefree laughter, Fiona often retreated to quiet spots among mossy stones or beneath ancient trees, where she would listen intently to the stories told by the wind or observe the world around her with thoughtful eyes. From a young age, it became evident that while others danced joyously through life's frivolities, Fiona preferred reflection over raucousness.