Forest Moon
One night, the moon descended upon a quiet stretch of forest - taking the form of a wolf, she trodded peacefully. Until she came across a pack - who welcomed her warmly. The leader was golden, like her counterpart the sun. She spent days, in the company of this pack - the moon, falling in love with the golden wolf. She took the name Silestrus, and promised this pack, the glories of the cosmos on their furs.
As the years went by in the company of Silestrus, the pack would see a shift - Pups were born with blues and purples in their fur. A phenomenon that was strange, but with her promise... Expected.
At least until the day, when the golden wolf, Amon, awoke, his fur having developed a pattern of purple waves, resembling The beginning of the sunset. This, had been unexpected. But Silestrus only chuckled knowingly - More was yet to come... And more did come, in the next few months, as his fur developed the full array of colors present when the sun dipped below the horizon.
As the years went by in the company of Silestrus, the pack would see a shift - Pups were born with blues and purples in their fur. A phenomenon that was strange, but with her promise... Expected.
At least until the day, when the golden wolf, Amon, awoke, his fur having developed a pattern of purple waves, resembling The beginning of the sunset. This, had been unexpected. But Silestrus only chuckled knowingly - More was yet to come... And more did come, in the next few months, as his fur developed the full array of colors present when the sun dipped below the horizon.
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