Guardians of the Moon

STEPPING ACROSS THE GLACIERS FROZEN LAND, YOU WONDER IF YOU'LL EVER FIND SIGNS OF LIFE. FROZEN TO THE CORE YOU TAKE A MOMENT TO CATCH YOUR BREATH, DRAPING YOUR TAIL ACROSS YOUR PAWS TO WARM YOUR ACHING TOES. FROM YOUR SPOT ALONG THE ICE AND SNOW, YOU WATCH A BEAM OF LIGHT SHOOT ACROSS THE SKY- LIGHTING UP MANY COLORS, PINKS, BLUES, PURPLES, AND GREENS. STARSTRUCK BY THE SUDDEN LIGHTS YOU STARE INTO THE SKY, GIVING THE URGE TO HOWL. SUDDENLY, SOMEONE HOWLS BACK. STARTLED YOU LOOK FORWARD, AND THROUGH THE ROCKY PATROL IS A LONE WOLF. SHE SMILES AT YOU AND COMES FORWARD. "THERE ARE ACTUALLY WOLVES OUT HERE?" YOU ASK, SHIVERING AS YOU COME TO YOUR PAWS TO MEET THE FRIENDLY DAME. "INDEED. INFACT, THIS IS A SPECIAL PACK. ONE BROUGH TO IT'S GLORY BY THE COMMANDS OF THE MOON." YOU NOTICE HOW THE LIGHTS SEEM TO MEET AT ONE POINT, AN ICY CAVE WHERE THE SCENT OF WOLVES IS HEAVY AND NOT LIKE THE BARREN WASTELAND YOU HAD BEEN TRAVERSING. "COMMANDS OF THE MOON? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" YOU ASK, CONFUSED AS SHE LEADS YOU ALONG. THE WOLF LOOKS BACK TO YOU AND SMILES. "MY NAME IS TAVERN, AND THESE ARE THE GUARDIANS OF THE MOON. WE ARE PROTECTORS OF THE MOON AND STARS ABOVE, NOW AND FOREVERMORE"