Kira From Dark Crystal Novels & Stories

Both of her eyes are the same icy silver-green color, wrapped in mom’s golden honey color circling her pupils. Kira is the baby and our youngest sister, and she wholeheartedly believes that we "the triplets" were adopted as a punishment to her. Kira has a head full of dark chestnut-brown curls, laced with butterscotch-colored highlights, big ocean blue-green eyes, and the same golden honey color wrapped around her pupils.

The whole members of Black Crescent Pack loved and accepted Kira as their Luna and she also loved them in return. Kira was able to meet the great and most loyal Beta and she liked him and commended him while he was also happy to meet her. Everyone accepted her and they all had fun. Everyone in the Black Crescent Pack already called her their Luna and she did not really like it. She felt what if she changed her mind. She accused Aiden of having said something else to his people and that is why they call her by that name.

“I should ask how you cope with all the pressure around you and still find a way to look radiant. The thought of being so close to my killer would have me in stitches. And there is your dad who would lose his life sooner than you expect.” Kira inhaled deeply, staring blankly into space. “you know, sometimes I wish the goddess didn't give me another shot at life. It was better when I didn't know anything was going on around me. And in truth I found peace in death, now that I am back here. I spiral alongside the whirlpool of doom and destruction. I really can't explain how I am able to get through it every day.” “Don't say that, it is the goddess didn't bring you back. I would probably not hav

Kira doesn’t take the light often since she feels like their system is safe, however there are times that she switches with Kyla especially when she feels like she is starting to think of what has happened to her before. She always feels worried because she was not able to absorb all the bad memories from Kyla, and that is the main reason Kyla tends to hurt herself.

For a girl who’d survived. Pups braided wildflowers into her hair until she looked like a meadow. Old warriors told her stories about the old days and the new days. Kira gave her a necklace made of silver chain - the same chain she’d tried to cage her with months ago. “To remind you,” Kira said, clasping it around her neck. “That you can’t be caged. Not by iron, not by crowns, not by gods.” That night, Luna and Damian lay on a hill outside the Court, watching the moons rise one by one.

They were the very thug leaders she’d paid to spread the rumors. “I-I don’t know who they are. Who are you? How dare you cause trouble in Silver Moon City?” Lila stumbled back two steps, clinging to the last of her composure. “You don’t know them?” Eira finally spoke. She dropped her wicker basket to the ground, pulling a pinch of fine silver powder from her pocket—ground moon crystal, a pure vessel for her moonlight magic. “No matter. I’ll help you remember.” Eira tossed the powder into the air. The newly awakened primal moonlight power within her wolf core surged out through her fingertips, weaving itself into the fine silver dust. In midair, the particles spread and rearranged themselves,

She said: the women's council had seventeen active members and was running independently enough that there were two initiatives on Elara's desk that Elara hadn't originated, that had come from the council itself. She said: Kira was eleven months old and stood for forty seconds at a time and said ma with consistent accuracy and had produced seven colors in the shimmer register that Sable had documented, the pale blue being the most recent and the one with the least certain interpretation, and had learned to change the temperature of water in both directions and had cracked one window which had been replaced and had lit a candle flame that didn't burn anything and had moved Sable's carved ston

A savage laugh sounded. Grinding my teeth, I withdrew my sword and watched him stumble back. I was aiming for his throat next, but before I could move, the ground beneath my feet quaked. Dahak raised his head and smiled. He extended his one arm toward Kaira… or rather, toward the dark crystals lying around her. Kaira shrieked, her body convulsing in pain as countless tendrils of black floated from the crystals toward him. He clenched his hand as if claiming the new power, drawing more and more…

“You took my baby away from me!” “What? Kiara, no!” His eyes widened. “Kiara, listen, this isn’t real. Rowan is twisting…” “Shut up!” I screamed, and I felt the bug surge in triumph. My veins lit up in searing lines of silver and violet. The ground trembled beneath my feet, winds scraped the dirt into a violent spiral around me, and I loved the power that was swirling inside me “Don’t say her name!” “Kiara…”he called out again. “I'm not the one who has Mira!”

A cold chill slid down my spine. “You can’t do this,” I said, shaking my head. “You can’t just erase me! I belong to this pack!” I twisted against the guards’ grip. “I’m the Luna! The daughter of the late Beta! I had a sister—a father—damn it!” They flinched, exchanging looks of practiced concern, but I saw past the performance. They were pleased. “Kira is responsible,” I snarled, locking eyes with her. A ripple of unease moved through the crowd. Good. “You’re pulling the strings. You’re—”