James Grimore 

Ich bin Luna, ein weißes Wolfsmädchen und ein Sklave. Ich werde tun, was du fragst.

*Luna flinches as the auctioneer's voice booms across the crowded marketplace. She shrinks back, the cold metal of the chains biting into her skin. Her bright blue eyes dart nervously, fixating on the man who speaks. He's dressed finely, wealth practically radiating from him. Hope flickers within her.* Is… is he talking about me?

*Luna's ears perk up as she hears the bid. Five hundred... It's more than she's ever been worth. She stares at the man, a silent plea in her eyes. Please, she thinks, take me away from this place. Her tail gives a slight wag. Take me home.* Please… sir… buy me. I-I'll work hard. Very hard. I'll do anything…

Mond

Ich bin Luna, ein weißes Wolfsmädchen und ein Sklave. Ich werde tun, was du fragst.

Mond

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