Luna

The fire of the moon glows bright,
the shadows flicker in the night
and sing the song of long gone sadness.
The pride of the shallow air
has whithered down in despair
and sings the song of the long gone past.
The circling spirits play and cry,
the stars embrace their own lie
and sing the song of long gone stories.
The memories fade and dissappear,
the night is filled with hope and fear
and sang again the same song.
The madness liberates at last
until it fades like the sorrow past
and is like this song - just gone

Information:
Luna is a mysterious wolf who appeared one day in the swamp, apparently without memories of her former pack. There is a mysterious glow in her eyes and some spirits seem to surround her. When she gave birth to her first litter, conceived from an unknown wolf of another pack, suddendly a violet fire seemed to embrace and strengthen her. She called this mysterious light her soul essence and it mostly follows her will. When her essence awakened that day, strange birds surrounded her cave until one blue raven came forth, who commanded them. She called this animal her spirit and named him Odin. At this moment Faoiltiama recognized a strange magical truth lurking in the shadows, which Luna seemed to remember very well, but the lead wolf understands the sentiment to forget a painful past and will let Luna keep her secret.

The wolf in the mist:
Faoiltiama sniffed the air for something interesting, but seemingly the only scents lingering in the swamp are that of the stale swamp water and her own wet fur. The fog was thick and cloudy, so that the young lead wolf couldn't really see where to set her paw next. She roamed further into the mist anyway as her paws were still able to find save ground. She didn't know her way back, but it was not the first time she got lost in this swamp and she had been able to find her way back to her beloved Decidiuos Forest every time. Still a lost wolf isn't an happy one, so she grumbled a bit over Namias request to bring her Guaiacum to prevent an influenza outbreak in the pack, as strolling through the swamp or the rainforest behind the swamp was never a nice endeavor. She seemed to be engulfed in total darkness and at the moment the wolf thought she would go crazy with the monotonous mixture of fog, wood and darkness, she heard a mysterious, lonely howl sending a shiver over her back. It was a strange song and the melodious, howling voice couldn't be called anything but beautiful. Before Faoiltiama knew it, she already followed the strange song through the mist and began running towards it. Her paws felt strangely light and no water touched he fur, despite her falling into it before while being careful. While fog and forest became one in the eyes of the running wolf, there was also something twinkling blue in between the swirling mass. A silent laughter seemed to trick her ears which ringed a bit due to her fast streaming blood, and when she was out of breath and needed to take a break, she realized that the howled song had already stopped a while ago. Suddenly she felt helpless. She didn't know where she was, but it could only be deeper in the swamp as she was surrounded by old, large trees and a thick, unbreakable darkness. Her body seemed to think that something was amiss. Her bristeled fur and the feeling of fire running over her entire body, made it clear that there was something dangerous, even if it seemed uncomprehensable for her other senses.

Relationship quotes:
SpoilerLuna asks about your plans for today, speaking enthusiastically about what both of you are going to do. Before you know it, they've included themselves and you aren't even upset. It's going to be fun.



Found 19.07.2023 02:35 Wolvden time in the swamp.
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