The Moon Shines Like A Gem In Your Eyes

The fae looked to him, eyes showing kindness as she had turned to meet his glacial blue optics. The night sky made him appear as if he were a shadow, but when the moon touched him, his fur appeared as an ash grey. He smelled of a pack, and even another fae. He seemed kind enough as she spoke in a calm and gentle tone, her voice medium high. She was still two years old, so she was young and slightly inexperienced about everything.

"No worries, Sir, please sit," she would say as she looked at the moon, the light surrounding her with it's beauty. "My name's Tallulah, as you can probably tell I am a rogue, been that way for a couple months," she would say as she wrapped her tail around her haunches, head down slightly but her eyes stayed focused on the moon for a couple minutes before looking to the brute that had decided to join her. "What is your name?"