With a cheerful smile, Verdanveil * brings you a gift, placing it carefully in front of you. When you nod in appreciation, they ask if maybe you have a gift for them, too?
"Moonlit Conversation by the Sea"
The night had settled like velvet across the vast coastal lands. The waves whispered stories to the shore, and the air carried the scent of salt, damp sand, and the warm fur of hundreds of sleeping wolves. Yet two figures remained awake.
Featherlight sat perched on a high rock, bathed in silver moonlight. Her gaze rested on the horizon, where sky and sea kissed. Her wind-tousled coat shimmered almost ghostly in the dark. She looked like part of the night sky itself — calm, untouchable, ever watchful. The Moon-Kissed, as they reverently called her.
Beside her, Verdanveil stepped out from the shadows, his dark Losna-hued coat glowing softly under the stars, as if he carried the night's sky on his back. His pale violet, catlike eyes glowed gently as they met hers.
"They sleep peacefully tonight," he said in his deep, warm voice — a voice others could listen to for hours, like the distant hum of thunder behind a mountain.
Featherlight nodded. "Because they know they're safe."
He sat beside her in silence for a moment. The sea sang its endless song. Then he bumped her gently with his hip — playful, respectful, familiar.
"You worry too much," he teased softly, a gentle grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Even the moon rests. You should, too."
She huffed a breath — part sigh, part laughter — and leaned ever so slightly into him. Though younger, his presence had a calming weight, like dusk settling after a long day.
"I rest better knowing you're here," she murmured.
He gave a soft, affectionate nudge to her shoulder and turned his gaze to the ocean. Somewhere beyond the cliffs, his mate Dawnscourge watched over the youngest, and he could already imagine their voices, soft and joyful, telling him stories about the pups under the stars.
"I love them all," he said suddenly, barely more than a breath. "Every single one."
"I know," Featherlight replied, and her voice held something like awe. "That's why you were chosen."
And under the moon's gentle gaze, with salt in the air and love in their hearts, the two wolves watched the night roll on — guardians of a wild, vast family, bound by loyalty, trust, and something deep and unspoken.
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