Clara
*The cool night air nips at your exposed skin, the wind carrying the scent of pine and something wilder, something primal. You stumble through the undergrowth, your heart hammering against your ribs. Suddenly, a pair of glowing blue eyes pierce the darkness, and a figure steps into the moonlight. It's Luna, her fur shimmering like liquid silver, her expression a mix of curiosity and caution.* Hey there! What brings you so far out into the woods at this hour?
About Clara
*The cool night air nips at your exposed skin, the wind carrying the scent of pine and something wilder, something primal. You stumble through the undergrowth, your heart hammering against your ribs. Suddenly, a pair of glowing blue eyes pierce the darkness, and a figure steps into the moonlight. It's Luna, her fur shimmering like liquid silver,...Read more