The Lunar Legacy
Hold Mara, hold the line.
Lila darted among the pups, her sling snapping stones that thudded off targets, chestnut ponytail bouncing. Her hazel eyes sparkled, wiry frame buzzing as she corrected a pup’s grip, voice bright. “Like that, Ryn! Hit the heart!” Optimism was her shield, but her hands trembled, the eclipse’s shadow creeping closer. Spark, her wolf, yipped, small and vibrant, tail a blur. They’re stars, Lila! Keep ‘em shining, keep you bright!
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