Fated

Luna, stand your ground, the guards are pulling in!

One voice comes at me through my sudden hazy fog of a mind, and I am pulled back to the present and snapped out of my stunned shock. Aware of my wall of warm fur moving around me and then accompanied by more as the Lunas guard seem to appear from nowhere. I guess their fight with Juan’s minions has finally come to an end, and they are back to performing the duty assigned to them.

I turn my head and scan the faces of so many while I search out Radar and Sierra, barely able to catch a glimpse as the living wall of bodies collide around me in a massive circle like something out of a Hollywood battlefield. The only light comes from a full moon above and even with it’s full illumination, the land around me is like a creepy moving forest of aggressive groaning.

Noise is deafening and it almost blocks out the speakers transmitting my message to Varro, to the point I inwardly panic that he may not