Under the Moon

Under the Moon

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  • Sunlight shone through the cracks, birds chirped and mice scampered, Rising moon stretched and yawned, a cool breeze against his pelt, the blood moon is yet to come.
  • Wind swirled around, caves humming and whispering as Rising moons tail brushed against the hard surface of his cave Wind whisper came out to give Rising moon a nudge and sat next to him.
  • "Are you ok Rising?"
  • "I'm fine it's just well something is up and I'm not sure what's going on and what's happening but I looked at the hole in my cave towards the moon and I have a feeling something isn't right."
  • "Why did you dream like that it can't be fully possible, maybe deep within we can look at the edges of the forest on the side where the forest fire occurred."
  • Wind was confused about Rising.
  • Rising knew though it's not possible to escape the shadows that lure deep within the charred forest where the fire happened.
  • "Ok?"
  • "Lifeless is my name, whatever creature encounters me dies and I take their soul deep in this forest, but since I've seen you before and watched your pack you won't die."
  • "I had a dream that we lost our grounds from the shadows, but before that started the moon turned a deep red and the cave walls bled."
  • Dancing water looked into the forest after Wind left and questioned why it's so dangerous. Rising glanced at her then walked off, Dancing water dashed off to where Rising was.
  • "Why can't we go into the forest?"
  • "You know exactly why Dancing."
  • Rising smirked
  • From the corner of Rising Moon's eye, he noticed a dark figure run fast, deep within the forest and in a second all you could see were small light blue eyes from the distance, then nothing was left.
  • Rising was stiff but decided to ignore any questions that were asked. Wind whisper walked off besides Rising moon, brushing against his smooth pelt.
  • "What's your name?"
  • Rising was shaking as he heard a voice, it came nearer but he needed to know who the stranger was.
  • "This orb around my neck holds the souls I have taken, and whoever begs for their loved one to come back must trade me something valuable."
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