Moonspear moonlight howl

The moon hung high in the air, bright as the winter, and even more vibrant then normal. Her jaded gaze looked up in amazement, finding herself memorized to such a view. Shinning in the moonlight glow, it exaggerated her slim muscles, and charcoal colors. Even it's glow, can make the ugliest wolf feel like a beauty.

Desdemona could not help but raise her head, and sing a song to the skies.