Redemption Of The Rogue Luna
“I will go.”
The day of her first class arrived quicker than she expected. Mara helped her braid her hair and adjust the uniform sent for her, a crisp white shirt, dark skirt, and a light gray vest embroidered with the moonhowl sigil. It felt strange wearing something clean and new. The fabric clung differently, softer, almost foreign.
“You look perfect,” Mara said proudly, handing her a backpack filled with basic supplies. “I will walk you there before training.”
The Academy stood near the eastern courtyard, a graceful building of pale stone and glass archways. students of all ages milled about, some chatting easily, others rushing through the gates with writing materials. It reminded Korra
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