The Lunar Legacy
He drank, the mead dripping slightly down his chin, the firelight casting a golden glow on his face, the clearing a sanctuary, their bond a radiant light.
Mara raised her mug, her brown eyes blazing with fire, her voice bright, the sunlight illuminating her face, the warmth of the clearing a mirror to the joy in her heart, the air thick with their shared victory, the village a sanctuary, their bond a radiant flame. “To kicking ass and taking names!” she yelled, her laughter sharp and infectious, the bead cord on her wrist gleaming in the sunlight, the sunlight dancing on her face, the clearing a haven, the warmth a shared joy. “We’re the best damn pack there is!” She drank, the mead spilling
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