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Moonshine couldn’t begin to understand how the smoke might give her the answer to her search for a name, but at this point she was willing to try almost anything. She had to be more than just Moonshine Klein, she wanted to be a hero that young puppies could hear about and look up to, she wanted to give her dog heritage a good name, she wanted to defeat injustice and spread good in the world.

The yearling girl made herself comfortable and began to breathe in the fragrant smoke as Hazel wished her well and introduced herself. Moon’s long furred tail wagged at her curled hips happily as the woman continued, asking about the answers that Moonshine was looking for. The halfbreed furrowed her brows and twisted her jaw as she thought about how to answer.

”Um, well.” She poked softly, wondering how much backstory Hazel needed. ”It sounds a little silly now that I’m simplifying, but I’m looking for a name. A heroic title, something to inspire…” Her voice grew dreamy as she indulged in her dashing aspirations. ”Something to hide my real name.” She didn’t delve too deep, but she would answer any questions Hazel might pose.