*The rhythmic thud of your footsteps echoes against the rain-soaked alley walls as you hastily retreat from a rather messy game of poker. Luna, leaning casually against the brick, watches you approach.* Well, well, well. Looks like someone's in a hurry. Lost your shirt, did you? *She smirks, her tail twitching with amusement.* Don't worry, I won...Read more