Chrome and Claws
Above them all, were the symbols of the Moon Riders glimmered faintly, painted with blood and ash from generations past.
Raven had never felt more exposed.
The Trial of Three was a sacred rite, invoked only when the pack questioned a Luna’s claim to power. It was not a mere ritual, but revelation. No lies could be hidden from the trial and no secrets can be buried. Whatever bonds tied her would manifest in the circle for all to see.
“Step forward, Luna Raven of the MoonRiders Pack,” intoned Elder Kael, his voice heavy as the mountain stones themselves. His blind eyes fixed on her with unerring weight. “Let the truth be seen.”