The Cursed Luna's Rebellion: She Refused To Bow
One breath from me and the moon went silent, pacified from her anger.
That night, the Moon council had learned fear. Fleeing for their lives, they had left me there alone on the frozen ground, my mother's blood soaking the cloth I was wrapped in. I was left untouched, unharmed.
I was not supposed to, but somehow, I survived. Of all the mistakes of the Moon council, I was perhaps the gravest.
No one knows how long it was, until I was found by Slaon, the one I would learn to call my mother. She was a dying wolf banished by the moon council. Taking one look at me, she could not bring herself to abandon me.
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