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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 17:13:35 GMT -5
DarkMoon smiles and says âwhy, thank you very much.â He then hears her say that he could choose any kind of prize that he wanted, so long as the price isnât too high. DarkMoon though to himself âI wonder if she would consider my offer on becoming my new mate as a reasonable price? Or maybe she wonât? Iâll have to ask her... without letting my feelings get too far ahead of me.â Just then, Skyla had managed to get a snowball in her hand while he was pondering about what his prize would be and she threw it at him lightly. It hit him in the side and he laughs a bit. DarkMoon then asks âWould becoming more than just friends be too pricey?â He then adds while blushing a bit âbecause if itâs not, then Iâll take that as my prize.â DarkMoon then sits up and waits for Skyla to respond. He thinks to himself âwell that came out better than I thought it would. I certainly do hope that she does. If she does, then I will definitely be more protective of her, since I donât want her to meet the same fate Terra did...â
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Post by đ
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on Feb 23, 2018 17:36:12 GMT -5
Skyla: She was pondering and wondering. Was she looking for more than just a friendship here? Was his price reasonable at all? What did she care! Her heart would always overtake her mind when she made descisions as well as her gut. She tapped at the snow, unsure of what her thoughts were and was surprised she hadn't blushed this time, like the first time Darkmoon had brought up something like this. Her heart said that she was more than ready, her gut doing the same. Unfortunately her pesky brain of hers hardly ever agreed with her gut and heart feelings, with this time being no different. Skyla squashed the voices that said no. She squashed all her doubt, all her fears and let her imagination run wild. The she-wolf had finally realised what she really thought and felt. "That would be great." Her maw playing a shy smile. "Well your wish will definitely be granted."
She shuffled a little awkwardly and came closer to Darkmoon, his warm breath mixing with hers and watched into those eye of his that had caught her off-guard what felt like so long ago. They had a hint of sadness in them, but also something stronger than that. Something like admiration of her. He was still rosy with red colour but she didn't mind. Not at all. Skyla raised her muzzle so that her mouth was right next to his ear whispered quietly. "Do you love me Darkmoon?" The fur inside his ears ruffled slightly with her breath. "If you do, then I love you too." Skyla pulled her mouth away slowly and a little hesitantly. She met his eyes with a hope far bigger than she had ever could of imagined. She just wanted to hear him say those simple words.
I love you...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 18:51:04 GMT -5
DarkMoon smiles and says while trying to contain his excitement and also blushing even more âyes, yes I do love you Skyla.â He then kisses her and says in his mind âholy cow this is amazing! My dreams have finally come true! Terra, if you are listening to me right now, I just wanted to tell you, thank you for providing me with words of encouragement.â DarkMoon then says to Skyla âwhy donât we go inside and warm up a bit?â He then adds with a little bit of a shiver âbecause I donât know about you, but Iâm freezing my tail off out here.â
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Post by đ
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on Feb 24, 2018 0:40:23 GMT -5
Skyla: Her tail flicks madly, the fastest it has ever been since she was a very young pup. He had said it! She could hardly contain her excitement and was practically jumping up and down. Skyla's wild rampage momentarily stops as the male leans in and gives her a light kiss. She blushes furiously and tries to squash the colour as quickly as possibly. But failing. Miserably. Why did this matter so much to her?! What were all these emotions? What she thought most of all was why she felt this way at all! Yes, they had got to know each other but why did they like each other this much? The she-wolf batted away the tangle of seemingly useless thoughts and listened as Darkmoon spoke again. "Why don't we go inside and warm up a bit?" He shivered from head to tail as he spoke, the cold biting at him through his long coat. "Becasue I don't know about you, but I'm freezing my tail off here."
Skyla smiled and nodded. "I guess I could do with a bit of a warm up!" She began to make her way back to the cave in the slowest and most casual pace any wolf could possibly muster. It could be said that she was possibly savouring the moment as she was surrounded by the what would now be a reminder of her declaration of love. Though she was merely just enjoying strolling, especially by her more-than-a-friend's side. "So, isn't there some sort of name for wolves who are more than just friends? If there is, I'm really not sure the name of it." Skyla's paws padded quietly against the soft but piercingly cold ground of snow. "Well whatever it is, I guess we're that." She added, grinning at him with a un-dimmable smile.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2018 15:47:27 GMT -5
DarkMoon smiles and says âyes, there is another term for âmore than just friendsâ. For wolves, weâd be considered as âmatesâ.â He then enters his den and lays down more towards the back of the den, where it was warmer. DarkMoon then thought to himself âthis is amazing... Three years worth of me trying to find a mate has finally paid off. I certainly hope that Skyla will eventually want to start a family, because that was something I never had the chance of with Terra. But I donât want to rush her into it, so Iâll give her some time to adapt and settle into our newfound relationship.â He then lays his head down and patiently waits for Skyla to join him.
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Post by đ
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on Apr 10, 2018 22:17:23 GMT -5
Skyla: His smile was friendly and loving, brighter than any sun could ever be. She could even say that he seemed to glow. He replied sweetly, almost with a hint of amusement. Mates he had said. Yes, that did ring a bell. The two wolves had made their way back to Darkmoonâs cave, though she didnât know if being a mate with another made it technically shared. Sheâd probably have to ask that later. The male had settled into the cosy edge of the shelter, her trailing not far behind. She decided that if they were âmore than friendsâ now that she should at least sit near him. So she did. Skyla settled herself down, her small body lightly brushing against her mateâs fur. The she-wolf tucked her fluffy tail close to herself and looked into the icy-blue eyes of Darkmoon. There was joy in it, an unexplainable burst of happiness that was like a bright spark that could never be extinguished. With a small but expressive smile, she returned that bright illumination Skyla thought she could only ever see. Though she had not quite taken a lot of notice of it previously, the she-wolf now saw the quite muscular build he held and the simple but handsome coat of black with hints of grey and white.
One thing was for sure, she wasnât just shallowly liking him becasuse of his dazzling looks. Just she genuinely liked his personality and everything that made Darkmoon, well, Darkmoon. She cautiously but affectionately nuzzled his side, the warmth of his pelt soaking her in pleasure. He smelt faintly of rabbit and the sharp scent of pine. She liked it very much. Her eyes met the maleâs once again and willed herself to talk normally, as she always had. âWhat do you feel like doing, Darkmoon?â She cursed herself as her voice come out as weakly as a newborn pupâs whine. She cleared her throat and tried to regain her usual fun loving and carefree aura. âWas there anything youâd like do together?â There was an odd softness to her voice, as of what she was saying was a secret only she and her mate could know about and someone else was in the cave with them. âFire away with your wants, just nothing too crazy ok?â The softness was still there, but her usual friendly grin and aura had become more apparent this time.
((OOC: Would it be ok with you if one of my wolves dropped by and ruined the moment? Just wanted to spice things up and make it interesting if you know what I mean.))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2018 23:44:23 GMT -5
DarkMoon gazes at Skyla with complete adoration. He admires her slender, but muscular, build, her unique fur markings, and her gorgeous eyes... all of which were very admirable traits, not only to him, but to other males as well. She has the build of a warrior. DarkMoon thinks to himself âwow, I cannot believe how lucky I am to have found a mate like Skyla... sheâs got it all... the looks, the personality... everything I could ever have wanted in a mate. But I cannot give myself all the credit. I have to give some of it to Terra, for she was the one who guided me to Skyla.â He then hears Skyla ask about what the pair should do together and thinks for a moment before he says with a smile âhow about we just sit here and cuddle for a bit? Does that sound like a good idea to you?â ((OOC: sure, go ahead. I donât mind. ))
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Post by đ
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on Apr 11, 2018 0:44:43 GMT -5
Skyla: It was simple, really. Just staying by Darkmoonâs side was a simple thing she could do without even a hint of struggle. Skyla also realised how much her muscles had no intention of moving anyway, so in a way it was at least relief. But doing something would never be just a simple relief. No! Not ever. She had found someone who could spark her amusement and open up a path to a kind of relationship she had never attempted before. She could easily make friends, aquaintances, but this? Enemies seemed impossible but before she thought that having a mate was even more so. Maybe since she had hopefully found the wolf for her, that enemies truly were harder to find. Not that she wanted to achieve having the experience of enemies. She was taken away from these thoughts as she saw Darkmoon searched her face and lean body, just as she had done to him. The thought almost made her feel self conscious, but she didnât dare shrink away from Darkmoon. A random thought crossed her mind. What would they do after their cuddling and snuggling was over? Surely they couldnât come out of the cave to hang out and sleep together in this cave for the rest of their lives. Yes, the place was pleasant, but she had no intention for her to be anchored to one place. âUnless it keeps you with Darkmoon...â A voice whispered in her head. She tried to keep the thought out of her head for now, feeling the warmth of the two bodies intertwine into a hot mess. Who needed Summer when you had a companion at your side?
Though she had never really given much thought to the future and seasons, her mind oddly stumbled over pups. Cute and occasionally naĂŻve little wolves of the world. Sheâd always wondered what it would be like to be one of those she-wolves that took care of them. Mothers and fathers usually, but she knew it could get complicated sometimes. What would it really be like to have one of those chubby fur balls? She probably would never have one herself. It wasnât the fact that she was incapable, just simply she thought that she was too young and didnât have the right skills for it. Well, one thing was that she was fiercely protective of her loved ones, so that could definitely add to her pool of limited skills. But it didnât matter anyway, after all it wasnât like Darkmoon wanted pups around because for all she knew, he could hate them. It may be hard to believe his sweet heart wouldnât have the capacity to love pups, but she had heard rumours floating around about that kind of thing. âAre you too warm? It feels as if a mini fire is in this cave!â She laughed genuinely, the sweet sound that she thought sounded silly, but still some others thought was nice.
Pandora: There was a sprinkle of slow snowfall outside. The cold was touching her with their frigid fingers, though the pup seemed quite oblivious to this. Mind you, she really was oblivious to almost everything and anyone. She usually energetic around at all times of day, but for the few rare times in her short life, she actually felt a slice of fatigue running over her. A large mound of stone raised higher than the other parts of Kai Lake, covered in its own fair share of sleet, there even seemed to be grass poking pitifully through the edges of it. Though Pandora may have been naĂŻve and unable to know common sense, she knew that this large slabs of hard material were in fact a cave, one where the the young pup wanted to have a quick rest.
The short yet well-balanced wolf hopped over merrily, humming a tune that she had made herself on her a season or so ago. Little did she know that this cave was occupied, by two adult wolves who probably wouldnât appreciate her presence popping their bubble of privacy. She was nearly there and slowed only for a second to check if she had really heard anything. Still oblivious as ever of course she shrugged it off. It was only until she turned the corner that she actually stopped dead in her tracks. Two adults were laying together, male and female. Their bodies touching and nuzzling each other lovingly and looking at each other with shining eyes. The most naĂŻve pups should of even picked up the âdo not disturbâ vibe that practically radiated from the scene, but somehow Pandora managed to miss this. She hated waiting but she waited for the two to notice her, then they could see how good she was at introducing herself.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 9:34:56 GMT -5
DarkMoon giggles a little bit and says âI think weâll be fine. And yes it does feel like there is a small fire in the den.â Just then, DarkMoon hears the sound of tiny paws nearing the den. He looks out of the entrance to his den and sees a young female pup sitting at the front. âWhy, hello there little one. What brings you here?â DarkMoon says with a warm smile on his face. He studies the young female pup as he waits for her to reply. DarkMoon thinks to himself âhmmm... this pup seems too young to be straying from her mother... maybe she got lost and canât find her mother. I better offer this pup a warm place to stay for the night, itâs the least I could do.â He then says to the young female pup âyou look a little cold, why donât you come in and warm up for a bit?â ((OOC: this should be interesting... I canât wait to see what happens next! ))
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Post by đ
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on Apr 11, 2018 11:50:49 GMT -5
((OOC: I agree!)j
Skyla, Pandora: The pleasant sound of Darkâs light laughter fits with the joyous mood and he continues to keep the aura of brightness at its full strength. She quite engulfed in the moment, barely noticing the light footfalls that tapped away at the snow. She went to speak to her mate once again, only to notice his gaze was concentrated on something other than their glorious moment. The words died in her lips, gaze falling upon what had lapsed his attention. It was a young female, barely pup by the look of it. She had a dazzling coat that reminded her of the stories she had heard of a beautiful thing that glowed in different hues than just the plain beauty of the night sky. They looked sweet, yet her stance and expression boasted impatience. There was no telling why they were feeling that way, but she felt almost guilty that the young wolf felt it. The light and always caring voice caught her ears. âWhy hello there little one. What brings you here?â There was look of unmasked concern washing over Darkmoonâs dark face. Though the pup may of not been his and they did not even know each other, the careful worry in his heart-warming smile said things no words could ever say.
A light grin was finally appearing on the small yet chubby face of the female pup. âI was just looking for some nap time!â Pandora replied cheerily, an unexpected aura of delight rolling off her in deliberate waves. âThis place looks pretty cosy to me, donât ya think?â The young little wolf trotted into the cave, smiling like a fool at the adult wolves as she went. Her magenta infused eyes had a small focus the welcoming face of Darkmoon, but she seemed otherwise oblivious to her surroundings. She heard the voice of the male invite her in, though she had obviously entered already without the need of eitherâs approval. She had stopped shivering too. That was funny, she didnât remember shivering was she was outside. âPretty toasty in here.â She proclaimed to no-one in particular, though it was probably just to herself. Little did she know that the heat was from the two wolves in the cave, though Pandora didnât really investigate into why it was warm. The pup was simply glad it was.
Skyla looked over at the pup with amused interest, but also noticed her absense of any manners. Not that she minded too much about that sort of thing, but it would be handy for the little wolf to know how to be polite enough to not make someone explode. Luckily, the pair were obviously not the easily angered and hot-headed sort, so they could handle the absense with ease. The she-wolf thought about what she should say. The thought of asking for the pupâs name crossed her mind, so she went through with. âWhat would youâre name happen to be, little one?â While she was sweet and gentle, she could never pull off the depth and friendliness Dark could. The pupâs distracted gaze flickered over to Skyla now, she gave it without hesitation. âIâm Pandora!â The young wolf seemed to take pride in her name despite having no say in it, as far as she was aware. Though you never know, she could of adopted it, but somehow Skyla doubted it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2018 12:37:47 GMT -5
DarkMoon could feel the positive energy radiating from this young female pup. She reminded him of how Terra was when she was around him. DarkMoon hears the young female pup say that her name was Pandora. He says with a smile on his face ânice to meet you, Pandora. My name is DarkMoon, but you can call me Dark if youâd like.â He then thought to himself âIâve heard that name before... but I just canât quite pinpoint exactly where I heard the name Pandora before... And that attitude of hers reminds me of how Terra acted when she and I were mates...â Then it dawned on him. He finally figured out where he heard Pandoraâs name from... there was a pup named Pandora in his old pack! DarkMoon then asks âHey, Pandora, do you remember being in a pack called the Crimson Moon Pack?â
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Post by đ
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on Apr 12, 2018 3:29:12 GMT -5
((OOC: I just thought of an amazing spicy idea! Even though I had never really had thought of adding her to a previous pack before, maybe she could really be the Pandora from Crimson Moon Pack! Itâs almost like a family reunion haha. Maybe she could say the names of her parents and considering they were in the same pack, heâd probably know them a decent amount. Maybe he could even be good friends with her father or something, but itâs up to you really.))
Skyla, Pandora: There was a touch of thoughtfulness crossing over Darkâs face, his mind seemed to be working harder than a wolf chasing its meal. Skyla looked at him, to try and take his attention back to reality yet he seemed to be inside his own head, thinking about something she would never be able to comprehend. Of course, she simply let him be. She returned her gaze to the overall friendly and semi-hyper pup that had entered the den only moment ago, Pandoraâs silly grin still stuck to her face. The light and still warm tone of Darkmoon filled the air, taking her slightly by surprise. The she-wolf wouldnât admit it though. His introduction was repeat of what he had said to her when they first met, except that he included Pandoraâs name instead of hers. It was common that after a while of introducing yourself to wolves, it was tempting just to keep the intro the same. Boring, but less tiring than being creative for some she supposed. For the most part, she was definitely original and creative when she introduced herself. She shook it off and watched the cute pupâs eyes expand just a smidge with a hint more of excitement. She didnât know where it kept coming from, honestly, but could see why no-one could hate being in her mateâs company.
Pandora was enjoying herself, everything about the two was friendly and happy, just like her! She knew that she could be friends with them, even if their age gap seemed like an impossible boundary that restrained most but her. Though she was not paying much attention to much of anything other than her own joy, she could see that look someone gave you when they had some sort of revelation. Or when they recognised an old friend that they hadnât seen in a long time. The tail of the pup twitched in heightened curiosity, almost peering creepily into his eyes to see something she wouldnât be able to see. Though it was impossible for the adorable, chubby furball to look even slightly spooky. He looked up at her with a sudden burst of hope glowing in his clear blue eyes. She was stumped and puzzled, but she didnât let that dampen her curiosity. âHey Pandora,â The male almost mumbled it, but his hopeful voice made it clearer. âdo you remember being in a pack called the Crimson Moon Pack?â While she was not really the type to think about things, ever, other than being cheerful and unintentionally annoying actions, a wave of contemplative expression washed over her. For some reason the name rung a bell sheâs never knew was in her head, though she could not recall being involved in any packs. Her thoughtful curiosity urged her to think harder than ever (mind you, thinking harder than how to have fun for a few seconds would beat it). A memory of a female voice she couldnât quite place settled in her head. âGo out and adventure my dear, just no getting lost ok?â She heard herself in this dream-memory running clumsily to nuzzle the female wolf.
It hit now! She knew it! The wolf based her quick snippet of what she assumed were real memories, to figure out who this stranger was. It was the face of her beautiful mother, her coat glimmering like her own, only dimmer and more faded with age and a deeper purple than hers. Then who she quickly assumed (this day was a smart one for her) was her father in the background, who she had gotten part of her own build from. âMy mumma and papa...â She mumbled away to herself quietly, and quietly was something she did quite terribly at. âIt feels so long ago! My dad told me once about us, being in a pack.â She stared off into the distance, she was no longer with them. She was with her father. âHe said that he loved me a lot, just as as much and maybe even more than mum. But he also said that he lay part of his heart to the pack too. âI owe it to my pack, Crimson Moon, to take care of my other friends too. They mean a lot to me even if you knew it, my little Pandora.ââ Though she knew little of how to tell stories, she enjoyed the way her voice had made an impression of his. âNot long before I left to have some fun adventures by myself, I heard rumours about him and mummy becoming Betas. I donât know what it means, but it sounds important. Did you know them?â
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2018 13:29:29 GMT -5
DarkMoon listens intently to what Pandora was saying. Once she was finished telling her story of how she and her parents were in the Crimson Moon Pack. DarkMoon also hears her mention how her parents became betas in the pack, and how her father was loyal to the pack. He then asks curiously âwell, it depends on what rank youâre parents were before. Weâre they alphas or omegas before they became betas?â DarkMoon thinks to himself âI think I may have found one of the few surviving members of the Crimson Moon Pack... but how am I going to tell her that the pack came under attack and was torn apart, without breaking her heart? Or the fact that her parents were killed in the heat of battle? This is going to be very difficult news to break to her, especially at her young age...â
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Post by đ
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on Apr 12, 2018 19:31:23 GMT -5
Pandora, Skyla: The short pupâs interesting tale was more thoughtful and even serious than she thought Pandora had the capacity to manage. Though now she could see that she was wrong, very wrong. While she could see how easily she found and joy and energy, there was still a touch of sense somewhere within her that had brought Dark and herself this information. Skyla wasnât quite the curious type, but this little wolf had sparked her small curiosity that was locked away somewhere inside her. The she-wolf looked upon the pup with still kind but more understanding eyes. Well, it depends on what rank youâre parents were before. Weâre they alphas or omegas before they became betas?â Darkmoon was replying to one of Pandoraâs last comments about her parents possibly gaining the position of a Beta, that was a pretty big deal. It was even more of a deal if they actually did in the end, even if she wasnât there. Honestly, sheâd never even met a member of a pack before this moment. She guessed from Darkmoonâs knowledge of a non White Wolf Mountain pack that he was either in it, or was loner that lived nearby it. Possibly he could of been one of the other pack members in the area of... What was the name again? Right! Crimson Moon. For some odd reason, she assumed that he was indeed a pack member within the same one as Pandora. While the heightened curiousity that glowed in his eyes could simply be knowledge for himself or another pack, it was too obvious that he had fond memories attached at least distantly to her. Or she could simply be reading into it too much.
She was actually listening to Darkmoon now. Pandora heard his question, now she was going to answer it. âI think,â The pup furrowed her brow in thought, everyone had always said she looked cute while doing this. That included her parents. Speaking of her parents, maybe it would be nice to say hi to them and show them how good she was at surviving on her own. Only if she knew the way. âthey were Gammaâs, they didnât talk that much about their rank but I heard their job was to protect the pack, make sure everyone was safe. That was why my dad was so good at it.â There was a slight pause, but nothing too noticeable. âMumma was super awesome too, but dad got a little more... What was the word? Rec-recognition.â She searched her brain a little for anything else that could help the male know her mum. âAstrid was my mumma, Chimilas was my dad, but sometimes his friends called him âBluebirdâ because dad told me it was what his name meant and also because his whole pelt was filled with shades of blue. Gammas were like third or forth in command or something, so it wasnât like they were going to become leaders. Um, Darkmoon. What is a Beta and what do they do?â She was actually completely in the dark for the most part about how the ranks worked except for Gammas, considering her parents were Gammas themselves and she was supposed to be one too once she was old enough. She waited for him to answer, but you could see her impatience coming back.
While she could of answered the Beta question herself even though she was not in a pack, she let Dark do it, because it wasnât like Pandora had asked her. Also, heâd probably answer it far better than she ever could, but that didnât bother her. What did bother her, though, was the open book sadness and pain on his face. He really needed to work on hiding his emotions a little at least so he didnât scare the poor little pup. It was if he had something bad tucked away and didnât want it to be be brought back to life. But somehow this small wolf had triggered it. She didnât like that it had happened, but she could hardly blame Pandora, a pup who was not doing it intentionally to bother her mate. Her puppy eyes and oversized ears in a way could just be a deceiving trick if the small pup was Evil, but she hadnât even hinted being of that alliance. She had no doubt that the small child was kind-hearted, any annoyance that she made was simply a mistake. She looked over hopefully at Dark, praying to the White Wolves that anything that he may be about to say would turn out ok.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2018 19:32:35 GMT -5
DarkMoon says while pushing his emotions aside for a moment âbetas are like the alphaâs second in command. They usually are put in charge of the pack, should the alpha have to leave the pack for prolonged periods of time.â He then looks at Skyla and sees that she has a concerned look on her face. DarkMoon gives her a reassuring smile as if to say âIâm ok, I promise.â He then nuzzles her a bit in a loving way. DarkMoon then looks at Pandora with a brief smile âwe donât mind if you spend the night with us...â His facial expression then changed from happy to a more serious look before he adds âbut Iâm afraid I have some bad news for you... and I donât know how Iâm going to be able to explain this to you without breaking your heart. The Crimson Moon Pack is no longer a pack anymore. The pack was taken over by another pack... but thatâs not the worst part... the worst part is that youâre parents were involved in a massive fight and...â DarkMoon paused for a moment to compose himself. He then continues and says â...they were gravely injured in battle... I tried everything I could do to keep them alive, but theyâre conditions just kept deteriorating... and unfortunately they didnât make it, Iâm so sorry. But they died fighting for the Crimson Moon Packâs security and well-being, which is highly honorable. Iâm so sorry for your loss...â DarkMoon then bows his head and tears began falling onto the ground as he began to cry a little bit.
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