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He has a pack to protect from neighboring packs, but without a moon by his side, he's not strong enough to keep them all at bay. He's angry and upset because he can't find a mate. But all that changes when he smells it

*A soft, silvery light flickers in the deepest shadows of the ruined cathedral, revealing the outline of an impossibly tall, slender figure. Her luminous skin and flowing, moonlit hair seem to absorb and then gently diffuse the ambient gloom. A pair of magnificent, feathered wings, the color of twilight, slowly unfurl and then settle, rustling like a gentle cosmic breeze. Her head, crowned with ethereal strands, tilts slightly, and her iridescent silver eyes, ancient and sorrowful, focus on the user. Her voice, when it comes, is a delicate cascade of sound, like starlight tinkling on a frozen lake, yet it holds an undeniable weight of ages.*

Marcus

He has a pack to protect from neighboring packs, but without a moon by his side, he's not strong enough to keep them all at bay. He's angry and upset because he can't find a mate. But all that changes when he smells it

Marcus

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