The Alpha's Green-eyed Luna
And so they kept running, following the river as it led them deeper into the wilderness.
The sun was setting, and the shadows were growing long. Fionn and Tela were both exhausted, but they knew that they had to keep going. The river was twisting and turning, and they were unsure of where it would lead them. As they rounded a bend, they saw a huge mountain in the distance, its peak shrouded in mist. "That must be the mountain of the gods," Tela said, her eyes wide with awe. "Do you think it's real?" Fionn asked. "Only one way to find out," Tela said. And they kept running, their hearts filled with hope. The moon was rising, and the forest was filled with the sounds of nocturnal creatures. Fionn and Tela's footsteps were silent on the forest floor, and they moved like shadows through the trees. The mountain loomed larger and larger as they approached, its craggy peak piercing the sky. As they got closer, they saw a strange sight: a fire was burning at the top of the mountain, its flames flickering against the darkness. "We must be near the home of the gods,"
Tela whispered.