A Whisper by the Dark Moon

Sirius · 10-31-2019, 05:47 PM

He took a seat in his newly claimed lands, listening to the wind howl through the night, and the long shadows grow longer. Night came upon him before he even realised it, as he sat there in deep contemplation. He, a slave, had risen to one of the greatest heights a wolf could reach. He had become a leader, found himself a mate whom he loved, raised another's children as his apprentices. He had much to lose, when in the past it had only been Deathbelle. He was selfish, short tempered and a brute, how had he come to find so much to love?

He looked upwards, at just the right moment, as the wind chased away the clouds and the ash, and he would see a glimmer of moonlight wink down at him, bathing him in blue light until it seemed his ivory fangs and pale markings held an ethereal light. He tilted his head, basking in the moonlight, and wondered at what the future would bring.

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A Whisper by the Dark Moon

Sirius