Moonshadow: The Full Saga
The sound rang against the surrounding trees, bouncing, harsh.
The fox flinched.
So did she.
Silence rushed in afterward, heavy and close.
The leg was free.
But ruined.
Torn flesh gaped.
Shattered bone jutted white.
Already, blood seeping into the snow turned it a dark, ugly red.
“There,” Luna whispered. “There. Free. Free, you hear me?”
The word echoed oddly in her own head.
Free.
The fox’s chest still heaved.
Its eyes squeezed shut briefly, then opened again.