The Lunar Legacy
Pack’s pack, Mara—tease, bind, thrive.
Jasper caught the leaf, grinning, blue eyes twinkling, wool taut in his hands. “Blooming’s their song, Mar! We’re the weave!” He winked, nudging her, warmth his root. Boulder rumbled, warm. Stone holds, pup—she’s fire, you’re hers.
Sam laughed, green eyes dancing, brushing dirt from her hands, standing. “Blooming’s ours, Mara. You’re my spark—keep brewing.” Her voice was warm, Luna’s silvery form glowing—trust forged, bonds unbreakable.
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