Ouroboros Spine Black willow

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By the time the young wolf had reached the edges of Moonglow, he was spent. His round body was a lot to carry across such a terrain. The shift in altitude had made his head spin and his tongue loll from his mouth in a desperate pant.

Once the earth became familiar and the young wolf could sense his family on the borders, he tried to collect himself. The ground swayed and the air felt thin. Pan wheezed, feeling his large paws struggle to climb up to where his grandmother would hear or see him. When he could go no further, the boy lifted his head and called out to the Moonwoman.