Blackfeather Woods From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent

He was a man of few words and Moonshadow was okay with that. He then asked about the names of her brood and she was more than happy to tell him. She first pointed out the female with her nose. “Her name is Moonshine, the similar furred pup next to her is Rowan, and this little one...” She said referring to her white one. “...Is falling star.” She found her gaze fall on all of them now and she smiled.