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all of moonglow would hear their hunt! she felt near certain of it at this rate.

callyope could only squeeze out a puff of laughter before her body demanded steady breaths. especially when the girl cried out in pain! she might have swept her up into hugs and taken her to moonwoman, if not for the sudden stark vengeance that appeared.

was it shadows or sunlight? dark and concerning or bright, blinding justice? she could not know yet.

she is just a girl, this is just a hunt.

they make their homes just to keep us out. she explained, but there was a growing thoughtful look upon her face. but perhaps patience, or maybe even bait! she had just witnessed a bird baited by fish in moontide. why could they not tempt a rabbit with flowers or cloves?