The Lunar Legacy
He squeezed her hand, warmth steady, the pack’s legacy his shield.
Lila’s scroll trembled, hazel eyes wide, voice soft, sketching paused. “Sam, the yews… their shadows are wrong.” Spark yipped, tense. Track it, Lila! Her fingers steadied, ash scent sharp, courage flickering but strong, her maps a guide for shadows.
Tess stepped forward, hazel eyes fierce, hand on her hilt, voice clear. “Let it come—pack’s stronger than ash.” Her cloak swayed, firelight catching her fire, a warrior poised, loyalty her blade.
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