Tonight I'll be looking at the blood moon and maybe I'll think of you. But maybe I won't and I probably won't, but I guess that's a chance you had to take.
On the first night of October, Maple, the Dawnchaser Pack's leader, found an adolescent wolf wandering around the Crossroads - strangely, he was lingering around the Trading Centre. Maple, always ready to welcome new wolves into her pack, decided to take him in.
"You don't have a proper name yet, do you?" Maple asked the newest addition once they were back at Dawnchaser Pack's homebase. The young wolf shook his head no. Maple thought for a moment, then said, "What about Blood Moon? It matches your fur colouring, and it's around the time for Halloween." He thought for a while, considering, then nodded, his tail wagging gently. "Right then," Maple said with a smile, "welcome to the pack, Blood Moon."