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Moonshine was given the woman’s attention and a soft greeting in return. The yearling had no idea the wolf before her was blind, but her pretty mint eyes looked vibrant in the firelight. Moon couldn’t argue her logic, it was a cold evening and the fire had fully pulled her in. The warmth of it, and the scent both lured the young halfbreed. Luckily enough she was also offered an invitation after half inviting herself over anyway. The wolf collie paced forward, her bright blue eyes captured by the flame.

”Oh, yes, thank you!” She said softly, finding that she was outgrowing her puppy energy enough that she could lower her voice as she lowered her activity level. ”Answers?” She questioned softly before she decided where to sit. There were certainly some answers that she was looking for. ”I’ve been searching for a few answers.” The seriousness in her voice was a rare occurrence, but the almost mystical setting the stranger created had its effects on Moonshine already.

The half dog calmed and made herself comfortable before the flame. Her mind raced, but thoughts of her name and the future ahead her at the forefront of her mind. ”I’m Moonshine,” she offered, truthfully, for once. She didn’t feel like her alter ego had any place at this fire.