Mlp Fan Art Luna Novels & Stories

Brielle's POV I listened to the cheers of everyone's approval of mr and my heart swelled with happiness. With their voices, my worries and fears were dispelled. I am the Luna of the Blue Moon pack. That is such a great responsibly that even I am not sure I will do well but I will not let that deter me. They have accepted so I will do my best to live up to their expectations. I will try my best to be the best Luna I can be, even we a human.

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

I was tot2gpomg back with her today. I put some good music on and took off my clothes to put on my work overall. Today I did something very simple. I painted a picture of a child who was sitting in little green grass. The kid was trying to smile a little bit ... Ahead of the kid was a sunny place and big greener trees. A good way ahead. "woooooow... Hey someone is here to see you." Luna said walking in and I looked at her weird, "and then what's wrong with you?"

As worry etched lines on their faces, the forest seemed to hold its breath, anticipating Luna's return. The atmosphere shifted as Luna emerged from the shadows, her silhouette graced by the silvery glow of the moon. Mira, with the innocent exuberance of youth, dashed towards her mother, wrapping her arms around Luna in a tight embrace. Alpha Burst, his gaze a blend of relief and affection, joined them, sharing kisses with Luna that spoke of a love that transcended the bounds of words.

"Whatever. The spell won't take until tomorrow night. Until then, you'll keep projecting yourself. Try not to get yourself killed "I am able to do that," I told her. "Good. Out you go and give me peace in my own home." We walked away from her hut, and Liam stood in front of me. Liam and I both will be going to the Luna Academy. "So then what?" "I return to my house and tell my father I've been accepted into the Luna Academy," He doubled up with laughter, laughing so hard I feared he would choke. "You? A Luna? Ancient myth, one that has been going around for a hundred years."

I said gently, wrapping my finger. She giggled. “No, he is! He gave me this crayon box. Ask Jimmy if you don’t believe me.” She showed me her drawing: five figures. “That’s you in pink, Daddy in black, me in yellow, Jimmy in blue... and—” “And who’s this one in red?” I asked. “Why are there horns? Is that blood, Luna?” Before she could answer, Elane walked in. Luna quickly hid the sketchpad behind her back.

Lyra barely had time to set the coffee aside before she had an armful of squirming child and faint scent of washable markers. “Hey, pup,” Lyra said, kissing the top of her head. “Redecorating again?” “Art,” Luna corrected, scandalized. “This is important.” “I stand corrected,” Lyra said gravely. “Show me the important art.” Luna wriggled down, grabbed her hand with sticky fingers, and dragged her toward the mural. “This is the bad man,” she said, pointing proudly at the long-mouthed stick figure. “He tried to take me. But Rhea and Mr. Jace said no. And Daddy bit him.”

Mia follows her gaze, confused. Meanwhile, Lita catches Malcolm watching Mia, she asks him: "She's pretty, isn't she?" The man does not deny or agree, he just turns his head and leaves. At this time, a girl with a lovely face, and a well-proportioned body calling herself Luna approaches to get acquainted with Mia. The girl asks Mia about her background, and the two talks quite well and become friends. Luna asks Mia: “Am I your first friend here?” Mia thinks for a moment, then replies cheerfully:

Aaron put his hand upfront while trying to calm me down, like I am some kind of wild animals or something, “Look, we are sorry, okay, I don’t think that you could.” “I am calm, just furious… Fine! I am furious in a civil kind of way, happy?!” I huffed my breath, and then glaring at the three of them. “Look, just tell me, what the hell is this plan of yours? Do I really could magically become a luna? Or probably getting me a license? I thought luna is a gift by the Moon Goddess, just like Alpha?”

The interns took turns speaking. Alex, with pen and paper, appeared deeply engaged, but only he knew his mind was filled with thoughts of Luna. She wore a lilac sweatshirt, straight-leg jeans, and black canvas shoes—a casual ensemble. Doodling on the paper, he didn't realize until later that he had drawn a small silhouette of a young girl. "Luna, your turn. What are your thoughts?" Luna glanced meaningfully at Alex, who, feeling guilty, covered the drawing with his palm.