The night held high, and the moon essence within the rivers. She was travelling with a fellow wolf, one who held religious beliefs, unlike her own. She inquired, "How many Gods are within your realm?" She wanted to inquire if there was one for the moon, as her wispy eyes gaze toward the moons reflection within the falls. Though Miriam did not wish to be disrespectful, and held tongue. Perhaps he does not have one, and her assumption would be hurtful.
"While we have two," she started, "only one is the true God. The other, is but a protector."
"While we have two," she started, "only one is the true God. The other, is but a protector."
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